even though she knew.
I explained that Kora was hospitalized again, that it was serious, and that I needed help with Theo and Wyatt so I could stay with her.
There was a small laugh.
Not really a laugh.
Then Belle said the sentence I would carry for the next year.
“You’re just a poor writer. Deal with it.”
The line went muffled as if she covered the phone.
Then Mark came on for exactly one sentence.
“Now’s not a good time for us,” he said.
“Not a good time
