Heard a bit about that...

Freddie sends a hug ?? emoji, nudging me to share more.

The truth is: It was just Classic Mom

Skipped town with a new boyfriend and took off on the girls. Per usual

I hesitate, still typing.

And while she was gone/out, Carmina had a nasty allergy attack. Not the first time. That's why I'm so glued to my phone around Gabi and Val

There's a pause. Then Freddie texts.

You're killing it, Car. The girls are lucky.

I smile a little, feeling the night's chill.

Thanks, Freddie.

It's a mess, but we get by.

You saying that helps, but...yeah. It's been hard. Just don't want them feeling alone

I may be reading too many Danity Dandridge novels.

But if it’s one thing I’ve learned from her heroines, it’s this…

Women can do anything ????

Okay, you are the ultimate BOSS, and you totally got this

A moment later, another text from Freddie pops up.

And even if you don't "got this," you're never alone. Me, Jenny, Alton, Quentin—we're all here for you

Always

Just a reminder.

Alright. Time to call it quits

It’s movie time ??

Tell Quentin thanks for the recommendation if you see him. And don't worry, I’m getting the popcorn ?? situation under control

I smile, re-reading Freddie's words, wishing I could believe them. But with my parents, I've learned not to rely too much on others.

It doesn't help my sisters to know that they can’t rely on others, either. So, I keep that truth locked away, deep in my mind, and toss the key.

Leaning against the terrace, overlooking the Seattle night, I close my eyes and double-lock that box in my mind at the sound of footsteps.

I'm startled, then face-to-face with steady green eyes. Quentin. He looks stunning in his dark tuxedo, his sandy-golden hair a bit messy from dancing with his lovely brunette date, no doubt.

The image of them together sears through my mind, and I turn away, hoping he doesn't see the flush on my neck.

Breathing deeply, I stand next to him at the railing, the old metal groaning slightly.

"Beautiful night, isn't it?" he breaks the silence.