Chapter Thirteen
“So what are your plans today?” Flo said, settling a coffee down at the counter where Tiffy sat, combing through the paper and the help wanted section. She was showered, her hair wet and slicked back, wearing a thin floral robe her mom had left hanging in the bathroom, which she was grateful for, considering hers was likely still with the rest of her things back in Iowa.
She glanced up to see her mom dressed in blue jeans and a green and blue paisley blouse. She’d added makeup, nothing over the top, but it gave her a fresh look that let Tiffy know she was going somewhere today. Her dad had left at dawn for a standing engagement with three of his long-time golfing buddies. Then there was Alex, who she thought was at school, college, a place she’d given up any chance of go
