a university dorm.
We didn’t suddenly become best friends.
Real life is rarely that simple.
But over time, we developed a genuine connection neither of us had expected, becoming sisters by choice long after DNA proved there was no blood relationship between us.
As for the Phoenix house, I decided not to move back.
I preferred the peace of my modern hillside home in Paradise Valley.
But I hired contractors to restore my mother’s walnut cabinet, repair the scratched wood near the entrance, and convert my old master bedroom into
