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Billie’s head shot up, her flushed cheeks deepening as she stared at her sister “Why? Do I look like so with me?”

Soh to know that her sister wasn’t going to spill until she wanted to She was so different fro exactly as on her mind

The best way to play this was to say nothing at all The silence would drive her bonkers

Bobbi slid frolass of wine? Or a beer or so?”

“No,” Billie said quickly “I ood”

Bobbi gave her sister a long look before crossing back to the kitchen and pouring herself a glass of red wine After tossing the now eht before into the recycling bin under the sink, she leaned against the countertop

“What?” Billie said eventually, after severalslid by them

Bobbi shrugged and took another sip “You tell me”

Billie looked away, her long hair covering her face and for once second, fear grabbed Bobbi hard

“Billie, what the hell is going on? Is everything okay with, Dad?”

Her sister nodded but didn’t raise her head and because Bobbi couldn’t see her face or her expression, her concern doubled So?

“Billie, you’re scaring me”

“I’m sorry,” Billie replied softly, her face still averted

Fed up, and more than a little concerned, Bobbi pushed off fro”

“Oh, Bobbi”