CHAPTER 15
“You’re not going to work again?” Orchid paused by the front door when she realized Ivy was still on the couch, in her pajamas.
“No,” Ivy said, not much more of an explanation in her. Orchid had been so amazing to let her bunk with Tesla, and Ivy had been helping out with her niece in the afternoons before Orchid got off work.
She’d given up her job at the boutique, and with everything that had happened since she’d returned to Getaway Bay, she couldn’t face going back there and trying to get her position back.
Not yet, anyway.
“Are you okay?” Orchid asked, coming closer and leaning over the way their mother had done when the girls were sick. She stroked Ivy’s hair off her forehead and tucked it behind her ear.
“Fine.” Ivy smiled up at her. “Now go on. You’ll be late. I’ll
