Did she want him to come over tonight? A part said yes. It would nice to be able to have someone there, but a part also said no. Human contact was like steel wool against skin right now.
Maria found herself nodding. "Sure. Sounds...like a plan." Good wasn't in her vocabulary at the moment. Nothing would be good again until her mother's killer was in the ground.
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