CHAPTER 45
Aside from Pip’s throwing a minor tantrum when Kimmie moved his car collection back downstairs to the living room, the evening went smoothly enough. Meg was a bundle of nerves and motion until she swept out at quarter to six, complaining about how late she’d be, wishing Kimmie good luck on her big date as if it were a final exam at school.
The door slammed shut behind her with an echo, and then the house fell silent. Kimmie had showered and changed into a pair of her sister’s black slacks and a black shirt. It was darker than what she’d normally wear, but the burgundy cardigan and a turquoise necklace from her sister gave a cheerful splash of color. She’d lost track of how many times she’d opened and shut the kitchen cabinets just so she could remember where everything was whe
