The fight, though inevitable she realizes later, began innocuously enough. Emily did warn her, warned them both, Solomon and his returned granddaughter, that she was her mother's child.

Didi's relaxed state and feeling of kinship with her grandparents lent her too much lip, a bit of cheek and a whole lot more self-confidence than perhaps was smart considering she'd been a homeless waif only a short time ago. But she is who she is and when she wants something, Didi gets ...