DANIA
fter breakfast, Dani told Violet and Jack that she had to get to a meeting, then drove to Vroman’s Bookstore. She’d chosen the bookstore café as a meeting place because it had free parking. Even though she was pretty sure Monica would arrive by bus—or new boyfriend—Dani wasn’t about to pay for parking on Monica’s behalf. Or let her sister come to the apartment.
Violet deserved a window of time before the tornado that was Monica sailed back in to flatten them, that is if Dani ever decided to let her see Monica. She’d also left an urgent voicemail for Violet’s new social worker, Anita. They needed a plan. What were Dani’s rights? Monica couldn’t take Violet back; she couldn’t. The idea of it, the loss, stuck in Dani’s throat like a scream, a pain she couldn’t name.
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