PART 2
I looked directly at Vanessa and smiled.
“If you’re recording this,” I said calmly, “make sure you post the whole story.”
Her confident smile twitched.
For the first time, she looked uncertain.
Then Brandon stepped forward.
“Come on, Madison.”
He gestured toward the two moving trucks like this was the most normal thing in the world.
“We’ve got furniture to unload. Mom gets the master suite. I’ll take the office until my condo closes.”
He paused, then added casually,
“Vanessa already picked the walk-in closet. She says it has the best lighting.”
He said it like he was assigning rooms in a hotel.
“We’ve got furniture to unload. Mom gets the master suite. I’ll take the office until my condo closes.”
He paused, then added casually,
“Vanessa already picked the walk-in closet. She says it has the best lighting.”
He said it like he was assigning rooms in a hotel.
Mine.
