Occupied with his parents, she didn’t read his message, but she could now. John didn’t say anything much, just that he would come over later to talk. Sophia wasn’t sure what they could talk about, for everything that needed to be sorted out had been sorted out. Then, she deleted the text and looked at Logan. “Finish your lunch and go back. I’m taking a nap.”

 

Logan took the utensils and dug in. “Yeah, yeah, I know.” He wasn’t an idiot. He knew John must have said something in the text, and now Sophia wanted him to leave.

He wasn’t interested in what they were going to talk about, so he left after having his lunch. Before he did, Logan reminded Sophia to lock the doors and windows. She grunted impatiently at him, and only then did he leave.

After his departure, Sophia texted Ian, asking him about Imelda, Logan’s mother. Then she went to turn on the TV and became a couch potato, texting Ian while watching the show, her legs dangling in the air.

Ian replied quickly. He didn’t know much about the Jeffersons, but he told her that Imelda died in a car crash when Logan was still a baby, so technically, Logan had no recollection of his mother.

Sophia stared at the message for a while before replying, ‘Okay.’ He says I look like his mother, but I don’t think so. She put her phone down. Is that why he’s so nice to me? Logan is always a happy-go-lucky guy, but even he lost someone before. She sighed.

The front door was locked when John arrived. He tried to unlock it with his fingerprint, but nothing happened, of course. She forgets to do everything else, but not deleting my fingerprint data?

sound, she went to take the door. “What do you

 

around for a moment. “My

“They say they’re here to apologize, but your mom looked like she was going to kill me

his mother. Matilda was a stubborn mule who wouldn’t admit she was wrong even if she did

 

ask for anything if you helped me settle the

So this is why he’s

thought she didn’t understand what he was saying, so he repeated, “You

reflexively. “Nope. I was going to ask for money, but then I realized you gave me enough to live my life out comfortably when we got divorced. If I asked for more, there’s no way I would be able to spend all of it, and they’d turn into stacks of useless

 

 

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