Helen’s POV
“I’m sorry,” Julianne apologized. “I’ve wanted to do that for a while now. Maybe I should have called the others out on their behavior sooner instead of letting them torture you for a month. But they’ve acted absolutely despicably. I simply couldn’t watch any more neglect.”
“You’re such a good friend, Julianne,” I said, smiling around my tears.
She huffed and leaned against the sink counter. “I try to be. I mean, it’s not like I don’t get what everyone else’s objections are, but the way they the way they’re handling themselves is beyond childlike. If they were my kids, I would have scolded them. Thank goodness they’re not. What a headache that lot would have been.”
This time I actually giggled a little. “I can only imagine how much trouble they would have been if they’d
