Right when Jocelyn arrived at the house with her mother, she saw Daphne coming out from the back door, carrying her backpack. From her attire of black jeans and a T-shirt with the bar logo printed over her left breast, it was obvious she was off to work her afternoon shift.
But as soon as her sister saw who was in the passenger seat, she changed course and ran over to the truck. In her excitement, Daphne couldn’t wait for their mother to open the door. She pulled the passenger door open even before the truck had completely stopped, and then hugged Priscilla as though she feared their mother would disappear if she let go.
Priscilla huffed even though a small smile tugged her lips. “Don’t be overdramatic, Daphne. I was only gone a few days. You know, you could have come and seen me more o
