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Esther slumped in the back seat while Blanche drove. Once home she headed straight for bed. She had to hold Blanche's arm because her legs wobbled like they’d been deboned.
“Have you seen Rachel?”
“I believe she’s working back late. Planning a new display or something.”
Really? Or was Rachel using any excuse to avoid her?
Mum pressed her arm. “Be patient. She’s cut up, but she’ll come right.”
Cut up. They were all cut up. “Maybe it’s a good sign. I don’t think she would have cared a month ago.”
“Rachel’s always cared, but she’s been afraid to let herself show it. Indifference is her way of coping.”
Yes, but they still didn’t have any idea what Rachel was coping with. What had led to her breakdown, if that was what it was?
“We’ll have a lot to pray about.”
Hearing Mum talking a
