Nina’s eyebrows went up. “What made you think of that?”
I told her about the photograph that we’d lost to the fire. She knew what I was talking about—I’d shown it to her. I told her about Conrad’s most recent email, too. In which he’d offered to pass down to me more of Alexandra’s family photographs and some unspecified keepsakes.
“It’s not really about taking those physical items from him. Though I do look forward to seeing the pictures. It’s more just that… Alexis and I have basically no family. Other than Alexander. And you,” I added with a wink.
Nina rolled her eyes. But her energy told me she appreciated the comment.
“Conrad is Lexi’s great-uncle. They are blood. I know he and I have… well, ‘bad blood’ between us, if you will. Some hard feelings and trust issues. But he is Alex an
