“I’ve been sick over all of this.”

The clock above Evelyn’s sink said four minutes past nine.

Lily was asleep down the hall with her door open a hand’s width.

Evelyn stood at the counter with both hands shoved into her apron pockets and didn’t pretend to be busy.

“I’m wiring five thousand dollars of my own money to make things right,” Patricia said.

“The cruise line billed us twice.

A booking mistake.