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Lacey washed t

he wateroodness they’d used paper plates

“Even half a day,” Kacey said, keeping right up with her drying duties “We could leave within the hour and be at my place in time for a mimosa on the balcony”

Mention of alcohol on a Tuesdaybothered her a bit But then, Kacey was still in holiday mode

Looking at her sister, earing no ht and loose, Lacey could have been looking at herself in theif she hadn’t had it her entire life

“I’ll ainst her selfish wishes She just needed to get home, back to her own space and the life she’d made for herself The life she was happy with

But when she felt Kacey’s smile as well as saw it, when she sensed how ht her sister, who’d have done the salad she’d made the choice she’d made

THEY HAD TEA instead of chae juice—partially because Kacey didn’t have any cha so otten that she’d finished off what she had, or wasn’t drinking enough to know that at soht she’d saved

As she put ice in their tea glasses, she didn’t ask Because she didn’t want to know the answer

But as soon as they were settled, bare feet up on the wrought-iron bars around Kacey’s spacious covered sixteenth-floor patio, Lacey said, “I’m worried about you”

“I’m fine”

She wasn’t

“You drank twice as much this weekend as you normally do”

“I was thirsty”

Didn’t assuage her concerns at all