After hours of sitting and reading to my plants, my mother finally released me with instructions to read more about my family’s history and my ancestors on her side.
“Lacey, I know you probably don’t want to,” she added as I stacked my books, “but it might not be a bad idea to go see your father and ask for some history books on his side of the family as well.”
“I will, Mom,” I promised, walking toward the door. “Just not today.”
I grabbed my phone and saw a missed message from Ben. I told myself I would reply later, then noticed what was probably a hundred missed messages from Lisa.
Shit, I thought. I’ve been so distracted with everything that I haven’t updated her about anything.
Hey, sorry it’s been a crazy night. I have so much to tell you. Girls’ night?
I hit send, then texted F
