She said she just wants us to be a blended family.”

Sarah took her phone out of her pocket and tapped it three times against the granite counter.

The sharp sound echoed in the quiet kitchen.

“Look, you can’t possibly believe a single word that woman says,” Sarah said.

I rubbed my left collarbone.

I had been pressing on it so much that the skin was raw and tender.

“Why would she come over here?

What does she gain by pretending to be nice?”