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We each order a cone; I get h

There are tables and chairs outside the shop and we take a seat so we can eat our ice crea down the street with it

I lick o yesterday with the therapist?”

“Good, I think” She shrugs “We still have lots to talk about, but I think we’ve ood I think Mo ”

I nod and grab a napkin, wiping ers “Any word from your dad?”

She nods “He keeps calling my mom, non-stop, apparently She never answers, but that doesn’t stop hi her she needs to change her nu by the house twice, looking for her, I guess”

My eyes widen in surprise “Has Cade confronted him?”

She shakes her head “He never stops Only gives dirty looks”

“We should get a security system installed”

She nods in agreeht be my dad, but I don’t trust him At all” Fear flashes in her eyes

I don’t like seeing that she’s afraid Especially of someone she should be able to love completely It’s a shame she’s been robbed of that

“We talked about Gabe too, at therapy, I mean,” she adds

I nearly fall out of my chair I can’t even remember the last time I’ve heard someone utter Gabe’s name After he died it became this unwritten rule that we never speak his name

“Gabe?” I repeat, hating how squeaky my voice sounds, but she’s coo?”

“Good” She licks her ice crea deeply about so “I feel better, since we talked about hiht has been lifted fromti me that it isn’t my fault Accidents do happen”