a chat with my sister
My sister, Lisa, called me. She wanted to make sure I was doing okay after the divorce. “I’m fine,” I said, trying to reassure her.
“But about the island…” she hinted. “Don’t worry, it’s all part of a plan,” I added with a grin she couldn’t see.
Lisa loved a good twist, cheering me up without even trying. The truth would unfold soon.
