Sabrina
“Okay, I’m gonna get started on this. If you hear anything, you let me know,” he said, and walked out the door.
Mom grabbed my hand. “Do you think this has something to do with Maria?”
“Maria’s been gone for a while, Mama, I can’t imagine how it would.”
This was partly a lie. Maria had been dead almost six months, so I hoped to god it didn’t have something to do with her past drug life, but I didn’t actually know.
“But what about her car?”
“Her Volvo S60? What about it?”
“You know that was her sober anniversary gift to herself and how hard she worked to get it.”
“Yes, so?” I said, obviously not understanding what she was trying to tell me.
“Her car went missing from her parking space a week after she died. I thought at first, the bank had taken it, but when I called, they
