Chapter Thirteen
Jonas was quiet on their drive home, and Cindy couldn’t blame him. She had so many thoughts and questions swirling around in her brain, she didn’t know where to start, so she just focused on driving. When they made it inside the house, they collapsed onto the couch.
“Well, that was unexpected,” she started.
“Like the bullshit from your parents needed to be topped.”
She laughed. “Exactly.”
“But I’m really glad that Olivia trusts us to stand with her. Be there for her.”
“Me too.” She kicked off her shoes, turned so that she was leaning against the arm of the couch, and put her toes under his thigh.
“How do you think this is going to go?” he asked.
She took in a deep breath while she thought about it. “I guess when they get a few facts under their belts, Myra and Adam
