“My dad owns every law firm in this province,” the lawyer’s daughter laughed after ramming her brand-new Tesla into my old Subaru

again?”

I smiled despite myself. “No. You remember the lady from the parking lot?”

Sophie’s face closed down like a shutter. “The mean lady.”

“She’s coming back to say she’s sorry,” I said. “I want you to listen to what she has to say. And then you get to decide if you want to accept her apology. That’s your choice. No one can make it for you. Okay?”

She continue reading …