Holding on to the rail, she lowered herself back to the step. A few minutes later, Jimmy pulled up. Part of her had been wishing he’d have Moira with him. His girlfriend was someone Norah considered an ally. She was kind of short on those these days.
Jimmy walked up to her and held out a hand to help her up. Instead, she flipped her thumb to the spot next to her. He sat, extending his legs out in front of him, the crease in his pants still visible after a day of work.
“I think talking out here would be better. Kevin’s inside doing laundry and I pissed him off again.”
“He’ll get over it.” Jimmy looked at her clothes.
She tugged at the maternity top. “Moira borrowed stuff from her sister-in-law. At least now I don’t feel like an overstuffed burrito.”
“You look good. Happier.”
She wrink
