Chapter 42: Two Surprises
Sedona's POV
For the first time in longer than I could clearly remember, knowing Rachel was someone who I could count on, no matter what, I smiled and meant it completely.
"Yes," I said. "Okay. Yes."
Rachel visited regularly after that, sometimes every day when she had time because I knew she was someone who also had her own life to live. She'd bring terrible gossip from the Seattle social circuit about who did what and who slept with who.
She would bring my favourite pastries from the French bakery on Second Avenue, sit with me through the worst of the side effects without flinching or performing sympathy, which was somehow better than her showing it.
About a week into her visits, she appeared in the doorway with something different, something that I had n
