Chapter Ten
“Shall we start again? Ms. Blake, this is my mother,
Camille Hollister. Mom, this is Ms. Blake.” Ms. Hollister pulled a chair out
for Addie and then made her way around her mother’s wheelchair and poured some
coffee for everyone. “Decaf, Mom?”
“Of course, sweetheart. It’s late, and I suspect we’ll all
be up early. Ben will be up at the crack of dawn, asking to go swimming like
always.” Camille smiled at Addie and then patted her hand, which was resting on
the table. “I’m so sorry, dear. I’m an old woman who doesn’t know her place
sometimes.”
Addie looked at Mrs. Hollister’s hand and jerked hers
back. Sitting side by side, Addie could study the two women. The older one
looked just like her daughter, only…softer.
“You don’t have to apologize, Mrs. Hollister. You had
