Chapter Twenty Nine
The next evening, Riley was in the kitchen just starting to fix dinner for herself and April when she heard the front door open.
A familiar, Spanish-accented voice called out, “Where is she? Where is my sweet muchacha?”
Then Riley heard April yell happily, “Gabriela!”
Riley hurried to the living room where she found April and Gabriela hugging each other. Gabriela’s suitcase was on the floor near the door.
“Gabriela!” Riley said. “I didn’t expect you home until tomorrow.”
“You didn’t think I’d stay away after all that happened, did you?”
Riley understood. Yesterday she had called Gabriela, who was still visiting her family in Tennessee. Of course Riley had told her what had happened with April. Gabriela was family, and Riley wouldn’t think of leaving her out of th
