”
Naomi held the pot in midair a beat too long before setting it down.
“For what part?”
Laura gave a tight, unhappy smile.
“That I stood there yesterday and let Dean make a man’s worst day worse.”
Naomi said nothing.
Laura nodded once, like she had expected that.
“My dad looked like that when my sister was in treatment,” she went on softly. “Same eyes. Same continue reading …
