“Alex was talking to you, wasn’t she?” Nick accused.
Tamy slid into the seat, squinting at the bright reflection from the aluminum bench.
“Alex?” their mother asked across the table. “She’s out of town.”
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“Alex was talking to you, wasn’t she?” Nick accused.
Tamy slid into the seat, squinting at the bright reflection from the aluminum bench.
“Alex?” their mother asked across the table. “She’s out of town.”