Chapter 6Jimmy
Jimmy’s first call that Tuesday morning was to his sister, Meaghan.
“You never call me.”
“Good morning to you, too, little sister.”
“Uh-oh. You want something.”
He was still in his office on Ninth and 45th. She was at the apartment on Tenth and 48th.
As kids, they might have threaded string to two paper cups to have a conversation, from one bedroom to the next. Not possible three blocks apart. But it was that kind of nostalgic closeness he was attempting to conjure with his ornery sister. Not with that snarky attitude that had developed during her bubble-gum popping lips that hit in her tween years and beyond…to, really, today. Motherhood to Joey hadn’t softened her soul. She still assumed someone wanted something from her and sometimes she was right and this time he g
