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BEATRICE:

"Nothing," I said. "Where is Heather, by the way?" I asked, changing the flow of the conversation. I had to before I could say everything that was on my mind right now.

"She's coming, Beatrice. She was sleepy when she answered the phone. But we will just pay her after. She will not mind it since she’s also looking for another type of income for her children’s needs."

I bit my lower lip. Was I that selfish to ask someone to babysit Grayson while I take some fresh air?

"You think..." I trailed off, but seeing he was looking at me with an intense stare made my tongue roll back.

“You think what? It’s fine, Beatrice. You can tell me whatever you want to say.”

Heather and I were not different at all. We would do everything just to feed our children.

“I’m thinking about Heather. She must have a hard time taking care of her children and providing their needs. Where is her husband?”

“The last thing I know, they were divorced. She divorced him since he got addicted to illegal drugs