Chapter Seventeen
“ARE YOU SURE you’re ready for this?” Aimee couldn’t believe Bonnie was about to take Abby for an entire night. “Have you been to her house, you know, to make sure it’s actually a house and not some rickety shack or worse, a broken-down boat? This is Florida, you know. People live in all kinds of places, like cars, abandoned buses. Tents, even. Just yesterday, I saw someone parked on the side of the causeway in a white van with a flat screen TV mounted to the side.”
Clint laughed as he unpacked his lunch box. Abby ran straight to her bedroom once they walked through the door, eager to get to her dolls. “I can’t see Bonnie living in any of those places. I’m sure it’ll be fine, but thanks for worrying, though.”
“How can you be so calm about this? Abby hasn’t been out of
