“What does she look like?”
“Like our dad.”
“And you have no idea where she is?”
“I don't want to know where the b***h is, Jonah,” said Vera. “We're not family anymore, so the hell with her.”
The finality in her voice was striking. The matter was even further closed by Vera's seemingly unconscious stroking of the scar at the base of her jaw. Jonah decided to respect her. After all, it didn't matter if she was willing to share information about Maddie or not. It was clear to him which one was the better woman, and that was without ever having met Maddie. Jonah couldn't help but wonder if Vera's sibling, wherever she may be, was an Eleventh Percenter too.
“I moved back from Seattle prepared to be a caregiver for as long as it took,” said Vera, who clearly wanted to move on from her siste
