Wish Me Tomorrow. Karen Rock
when I was in a meeting and then afterward...” He trailed off, distracted.
“This is the best thing that’s happened all day.” Becca gave Sweet Pea a belly rub then pointed to a jar of Hershey’s Kisses on Joan’s desk. “Can I have one? I’m—”
“Hungry,” Tommy piped up. “You’re always hungry.” He picked up Sweet Pea and cradled her in his arms. She squirmed a bit but settled down. “Becca got in biiiiiig trouble today and had to go to jail.”
“Did not,” Becca gasped. She rocked back on her heels as if slapped.
Christie’s gaze flew to Eli. He gave her a slight headshake, but his worried expression made her wonder.
Tommy jerked his chin. “Did too.”
“It was detention.” Becca stomped to the window and crossed her arms. A flock of pigeons winged by the glass like a storm cloud.
“Same thing. David said you’re a juvie.” Tommy turned big eyes Christie’s way. “What’s a juvie?”
She patted his round cheek and hid her dismay with a smile. “We don’t use those kinds of words.”
“Is it a bad one?” Tommy whispered in awed tones. He scrubbed a hand across his mouth.
“Mean enough. And if you can’t say nice things then best to say nothing at all.” She sent Eli a meaningful look. His mouth twitched, amusement softening his stern face. She felt as if she were glowing like a lightning bug on a Kansas summer night.
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