Chapter Sixteen
Rebecca“I wish you could see the dress I’m wearing, Rebecca, it sets off the bracelet perfectly,” my mother is saying through the phone.
I smile, even though she can’t see it. I’m glad she likes her birthday present, but I’m even gladder that she sounds, well, happy. “The signal isn’t strong enough out here for me to do video,” I tell Ma. I’m out wandering around the excavation site now that the weather’s warmed up a bit, and while the house’s Wi-Fi is decent, I’m too far away for it to help. “But I’m glad the bracelet suits.”
“It suits indeed!” Ma chirps. “How have you been this week? How is your . . . girlfriend?” Ma’s voice is still friendly and bright, but I can tell from the awkward cadence of the question that this is still new for her. That maybe it’s goin
