consequences.”
Tessa folded her arms.
“What consequences?”
Eric shot her a warning look.
Barbara turned away from them.
“We’re done here.”
“No. I waited 34 years for you to grow up.”
Eric followed us to the curb.
“Mom, seriously, wait.”
Barbara opened my door.
“No. I waited 34 years for you to grow up.”
Then we drove away before he could answer either woman.
She stopped at the pharmacy and paid for Chloe’s supplies.
Eric had told me to ask someone who cared.
I stared at the bag in my lap.
Eric had told me to ask someone who cared.
Barbara had never heard him say it.
Somehow, that made it hurt more.
“I’ll repay you,” I said.
At my kitchen table, Barbara opened a notebook.
“Yes,” she answered.
Barbara smiled.
“Because this cannot become another woman cleaning up after Eric.”
At my kitchen table, Barbara opened a notebook.
“Savings
