When Ivy opened the door to the apartment, she saw that June’s mother had joined Shelly and June in the living room. The attractive woman looked a little older than Ivy. She wore a lovely pastel floral sundress and with her wavy brown hair and green eyes, she clearly favored the rest of the family gathered here.
More than ever, Ivy was noticing the physical resemblance, yet they needed to determine how they were related. Maybe it was through her grandfather, Ivy suddenly thought. It might even make sense that he would have given away the necklace. She could only imagine how painful it would have been to keep it, especially given the circumstances of Pilar’s death.
June gestured to the woman with her. “This is my mother, April. I told her what I’ve shared with you.”
“I’m so happy to meet
