Once away from the crowd, Angela asked quietly, "Do you even know why I brought you to this Blossom Club event today?"
Chloe frowned. This was the first time her mom had brought her along, and she was already miffed. She grumbled, "I was trying to make a good impression, you know? Who could’ve guessed I’d run into Amelia, that walking disaster! And what’s worse, Mrs. Brown’s even standing up for her. So unfair!"
"Amelia?" Angela froze, her brain short-circuiting for a second. "You mean... that girl standing next to Mrs. Brown, the one everyone called Summer—that’s Amelia Johnson?"
Her voice went up a pitch without her realizing.
Chloe was caught off guard by her reaction. "Yeah, that’s her."
Angela felt like the ground had opened under her. She had come here today specific
