“Anyway, goulash aside, how are things, sis?” I ask.
“Great,” Bree replies. “How are you? I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately.”
That’s her way of saying she’s worried for me. I need to reassure her before she presses the panicbutton. Which, in this case, would be Eric.
“You worry too much about me,” I tell her. “I’m fine. More than fine, actually.”
“Very sure. I found a new library.”
“It’s amazing, Bree. Like the one from Beauty and the Beast. I could hardly believe my eyes.”
“Aw, that reminds me: the kids watched it yesterday. Jo picked it out.”
I inhale and exhale slowly to calm my nerves that prickled up when Bree mentions my daughter’sname. “Did they like it?”
“The boys were definitely interested, but Jo fell in love.”
I smile. “I’ll bet. I love that movi
