CHAPTER 13
Kimmie waited so long for her sister’s response she started to worry she’d called the wrong person. She pulled the phone away from her ear to check the number again.
“Meg?” she finally asked.
“I’m here.” Her sister let out a sigh, and Kimmie braced herself for some sort of big-sister lecture or maybe a guilt trip. Why didn’t you know Mom was suicidal? Why didn’t you do anything to stop her?
Instead, Meg asked, “Are you okay? Where are you calling from? Is anyone else there?”
Kimmie knew she was talking about Chuck and shook her head even though her sister couldn’t see the gesture. “No, it’s just me. I’m at the daycare, but the kids are resting, so I’m on the playground. I’m by myself.”
“Okay.” Meg sounded relieved. “Listen, I’m really sorry I haven’t gotten out there yet.
