the insurance on it right now. Please, just keep it. You bought
 
 it and it paid for my dad to get all his medical care. For that
 
 reason alone, it deserves to be yours.”
 
 “I wasn’t talking about the necklace.” Yes, she’d brought it,
 
 but Coralyn didn’t need to know that right now.
 
 The shock on her face might have delighted Giana at
 
 another time, and she felt bad about that. Truly bad that she’d
 
 ever taken any satisfaction at all not in hurting other people,
 
 but in being so mean that nothing could hurt her. Everyone
 
 else was just collateral damage in her pursuit to protect herself,
 
 and how fucked up and wrong was that?
 
 “I’ve been terrible,” she whispered. “For a long time.” It
 
 was a long overdue confession.
 
 Coralyn put up a hand. “No, Giana, you don’t have to
 
 apologize. Please. I can’t have this conversation right now. I
 
 have to get ready for work. I can’t be late after all the time off
 
 they gave me. They probably want to fire me as it is.”
 
 “Good.”
 
 “Excuse me?”
 
 “Good. Let them fire you. You seem wasted there anyway.
 
 Come work for me instead.”
 
 “What, in your mailroom where I can be kept in my place
 
 and humiliated continuously?”
 
 “No. Come work in the accounting department. Not as a
 
 favor, but because you’re smart and you’re probably more than
 
 capable. I’ll triple whatever you’re making now. Come work
 
 for me and get out of this crumbling place. Not that it’s a bad
 
 neighborhood, but you could afford something you really
 
 want. You could have the money to take care of yourself and
 
 be independent. I know you’re just getting back on your feet,