“That would be huge, Bri. Where does she live?”
“Well, she was always moving, when I was a kid. She’d blow into town a time or two every year, but then she was off again. We lost touch after my parents died. I pushed her away the first time she tried to visit after that.”
“Do you still have her number? I know it’s been a long time.”
“It’s been more than nine years,” Brielle corrected with a remorseful grimace.
“I don’t think it would matter if it were a hundred years. You were grieving, and she was close to your mom. I bet she’d be thrilled to get a call from you. Even if she’s not, if she has information…”
“You’re right,” she said with a tight smile. After a deep breath, she pulled her cell phone from her pocket and flipped through the contacts. “I still have her number, but I’ve got
