CHAPTER 30
Elliot knew he would regret staying up so late, but he had to talk to someone. He paced his apartment with his hands-free set on.
“And then she said, I’ve got a better idea. Why don’t you come here next weekend because Grandma Lucy’s got a big birthday party and I need to find a date.”
His foster sister giggled. “That is so sweet.”
“I know. I mean, all I did was ask her out to dinner the next time she was in Seattle, and you know how that could have gone. Months could have passed, and nothing. But she didn’t just set the time, she called it a real live date.”
“I’m happy for you,” Tiff said.
“I know. I can’t even think about going to sleep.”
“I can tell.”
He and his foster sister had reconnected after running into each other in Seattle when her little girl was in the NICU
