Ingrid slipped Fay’s bag off my shoulder and tossed it in the front seat of her BMW. I wondered what Davinder thought of his mother driving around in a luxury car. “We’ll have a great time together,” she said before dropping a kiss on my lips. “Bye, gorgeous. And don’t worry.”
“I’ll call you to say good night,” I said to Fay, who sat buckled up in the backseat. Elsie had arranged for Fay to spend part of the weekend with Ingrid.
I waved them off and watched the car turn the corner.
It was still very warm for September, and the air was sweet with the scent of newly mowed grass. All though the yards here were small, my neighbors always tended theirs religiously. I liked this neighborhood. I hadn’t at first, but Anthony had promised it would grow on me. The mix of old and new dwellings, th
