“Maybe she was embarrassed about the money.”
“She gets to hold her daughter every night. I don’t.”
“Mel, not today.”
Something in me hardened. For two weeks, other people had decided what I could handle.
He went still.
“You don’t get to do that anymore.”
His grip tightened around the table.
That was answer enough.
I turned toward the stairs.
“Where are you going?”
“To get dressed.”
“You don’t get to do that anymore.”
My body still hurt, and I had to sit to pull on my shoes.
Then I took my keys.
***
Claire opened her door holding Ivy against her shoulder.
The sight stopped me.
Ivy made a tiny complaining sound and turned her face toward Claire’s neck: alive, warm, breathing, everything Claudia wasn’t.
Then I took my keys.
Claire stepped back.
“I didn’t know you were coming.”
“I know she’s Ivy.”
Her expression changed.
“What?”
“Willie saw you at the hospital.”
“What?”
Przeczytaj więcej, klikając przycisk ( DALEJ »» ) poniżej!
