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Bree didn’t even bother to hide her smile “She’s super cute”

Frowning, I gave Bree the finger I hadn’t given her husband

“What?” She laughed “I think it’s great She’ll keep you young What are kids these days into, anyway?”

“She’s not a kid—she’s twenty-two And she’s not just cute, she’s cool and she’s funny and she’s great with the girls”

“Wow” Her eyes lit up “Lucky you,in next door to someone like that”

“She’sout soon,” I said quickly

Bree’s face fell “Oh How come?”

“She got a job offer in Rhode Island”

“Well, shoot” Bree sighed “I guess that’s that”

“That’s that Coo outside”

“Okay, but I have to tell you one thing” Her expression put e

“What?”

“Dad called me”

I scowled “For money?”

“No He’s sick”

“Tough” I took another drink “With what?”

“Lung cancer It’s terminal”

Soed at my heart, and I shut it down immediately

“He asked to see us And his grandkids” She hesitated, took a breath “I’ about it”

“Well, I don’t need to think My answer is no”

“Dexter,” she said softly “He’s our father, and he has terminal cancer Don’t you think we should be there for him?”

“The way he was there for us or for Mom, when she was sick?” I asked pointedly