Chapter 11Exhilarated, Cindi completed her last shift at the cleaning center before mid-term break. Tara’s parents had already left for Majorca, and she’d be happily ensconced with Cindi for a couple of weeks.
Back at home, Kylie and Gran were making the final touches to the Valentine’s Day cake and singing with the neighbors.
Cindi mopped the floor and emptied the bins. Pushy parents dragged overexcited kids out into the cold evening.
“Happy Valentine’s!” they called.
A customer stopped at the exit doors and took Cindi’s arm. “Haven’t we met, love? You look so familiar.” She looked down at Blondie, the mop, and then up at Cindi’s flashing Miss Cupid earrings. Her expression was one Cindi recognized from childhood only too well. Concern, embarrassment, and, finally, sadness. “Kylie Mil
