Mourning A Loss.

ALMA

Velma told me she'd been waiting up for me, her eyes wide with anticipation. I knew I couldn't put off the conversation any longer. I climbed into her bed, and my heart leaped to my stomach.

This wasn't the kind of conversation I'd thought I'd be having in a while, and I had Claire to thank for that. Because of her, I was put in this spot. Maybe it was a good thing.

Maybe it was good that Alma would finally learn the truth, but I was still at the crossroads, not ...