MY SISTER GOT $100,000 FOR A MONACO TRIP

enough to picture the escalation. The first one chatty. The second one urgent. The third one would be Rhonda not breathing right.

I drank half the coffee. It was too hot and I burned the roof of my mouth and somehow that helped.

Then I flipped the phone.

Rhonda

I didn’t call her. I texted. Awake. What.

She called before the text even delivered. Like she’d continue reading …