Julia watched Janey pour another glass of wine, her hand shaking this time. No one said anything, but Tessa stacked up the pictures, put them with the printouts, and tucked them all into the folder Julia had brought. She left it on the table in the middle of the four women and shot a glance at Helen Ivy.
Julia hadn’t known her before this afternoon, but she didn’t mind the older woman’s presence. She wore kindness in the deep wrinkles around her eyes, which shone with one of the brightest lights of wisdom Julia had ever seen. Helen reminded her of her mother, and a stab of missing ran through her.
She hadn’t called her parents after finding the pictures, almost a week ago now. She didn’t know which words to say to her dad, and that left nothing for her to say to her mother. Had she known
