Chapter Twenty-Three
KARLA WALKED OUT of her room, eager for a cup of coffee and whatever breakfast Aimee cooked up. However, entering the small dining area of their condo, she didn’t smell the perfect aroma of bacon or hear the sizzling pop of the grease. As a matter of fact, she just heard a loud nothing. The kitchen was empty, the coffee not even made, which really disappointed her. She didn’t wish to face her mother and convince her to go back out with Paul on an empty stomach.
Glancing around their small condo, she finally spotted her sister outside on the balcony staring out at the ocean, her hands gripping the metal railing, shoulders slouched. Well, this doesn’t look like a good start to the day. She knew she should walk out there and see what was wrong, but she really needed a c
