“Don’t worry about it,” Kaycee said.
“That’s easy for you to say when it’s not your problem.” Rudie rubbed the skin behind her ear. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be mean. I wanted you to talk me down from my disorganized, freaked-out state. It’s all happening so quickly. I’ve got nothing ready for her.”
“Nobody does! It’s normal.”
“Not for me. I mean, yeah sure I’m often not prepared for things, but I had it planned how ready I’d be for when she came and I thought I had until June. There’s no furniture and we’re in the middle of renovating our bathroom. My husband is away working. He’ll probably have to go back soon after we get home.”
“We could, you know, we could maybe …” Kaycee said.
Gabby frowned and swiped her cellphone.
Rudie took her own out, swiped it, too. Her mind flash
