WITH SUCH A SMALL age gap between them, Nelly and Shayla became close friends while they were both in their teenaged years. They shared secrets, giggled like schoolgirls, and fought like sisters rather than aunt and niece.
Nelly had been Shayla’s sounding board for many a relationship. She knew of the man at work who hit on Shayla every chance he got and of the Bad-Breath Guy who couldn’t take a hint. She’d even heard of the handsome widower who had captured Shayla’s attention, but turned out to be a murderer in the end.
That was … another long story.
The way Dominic was looking at Shayla and the way her aunt shamefully looked away, Nelly could guess that Shayla hadn’t been as transparent with her love life as she had always believed.
“Do… you two know each other?” Nelly asked since n
