Sitting in the library, Ivy clutched her phone and waited. She’d gotten this number for Aunt Maya’s daughter after doing some sleuthing online. A woman answered. “Is this Diana?”
“Who wants to know?” came the haughty reply.
“This is Ivy. I’m your cousin.” Quickly, Ivy spilled out everything she could about the reunion. “We’d love for you and your brother to come. And my mom would love to see your mother.”
A pause ensued, and Ivy wondered if Diana was still there. Finally, she said, “Did you talk to my mother about this?”
“I left a message for her.”
“Robert said your mother had called. My brother talks to her more than I do. I have no idea if they’re going or not.”
“Could you find out and let me know? Or let me know what it would take? My mother really wants to reconnect. Maybe they’d
