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normal. “I mean, thank you.”

June had to stop herself from saying that she would do the same thing for

any friend, without hesitation. She and Arabella might have discussed the

past and put it to rest—Arabella had apologized, and June had believed her

and accepted her apology—but did that mean they were friends? She

sucked that back and justified her action with the acknowledgment that she

would do the same thing for any of her employees. That felt much safer. It

was much safer.

Chapter 12

Arabella

It was embarrassing for Arabella to have June drop her off, but she

reminded herself that June had seen the house once before. After spending

hours at the hospital, did she really even care what the house looked like?

Did Arabella? She felt frayed thin, like at any moment that last strand

holding her emotions, her sanity, herself together could unravel and that

unraveling would be like falling into a deep cavern she couldn’t pick herself

out of.

June pulled up in the driveway, her headlights flashing on the dilapidated

garage. Arabella sat for a moment, trying to figure out how to properly

thank June for everything she’d done, but she didn’t have the w

ords. It was

so late that June offered to bring her straight to the house. She said she’d be

by to pick her up in the morning to take her to the office because her car

was still there.

Arabella didn’t know where June lived, but she was sure it was way on

the other side of what everyone liked to call the tracks.

Her brain felt sluggish, her head heavy. There wasn’t a whole lot of

creative thinking action going on upstairs. All she could think about was her

dad. His heart was okay. It was probably just a lot of stress. He was being

kept overnight for monitoring, and her mom was staying at the hospital with

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