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

have to drive better. Because there could be tinier kids in the car next time.”

The corner of Victoria’s mouth twitched upward, as if she’d been holding her face so tightly in serious lines that it didn’t quite know how to smile. “You’re right,” she said. “I do. I will.”

“Thank you,” I said to Sophie. “You can go pick out your toppings now, if you want.continue reading …