Chapter 209: Telling NIck
Sedona POV
I looked at the competition schedule on the counter. My name in the field. *Sedona Preston.* The photograph Maria had approved. The dates that now overlapped with a courtroom and a city and a six-year-old who said goodnight to a constellation called Gerald the Boot.
"I know," I said. And I did know. But knowing and feeling were different instruments, and right now they were playing in different keys and I was doing my best to hold both.
"Call Adaeze," Cameron said. "I'll start looking at properties. Something with at least six bedrooms and a kitchen big enough for Mum to feel useful in."
"She'll bring her own pots," I said.
"She'll bring her own pots," he agreed. "I'll get a property with storage."
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I called Adaeze at two o'clock.
She walked
