She climbed in the SUV and drove away before he could disarm her yet again and undermine the really good mad she’d worked up.
* * *
“WHEN WAS THE deductible raised?”
“Last year, on your renewal.”
Annie stared at the policy summary page, the renewal date in the corner and the deductible amount referenced in bold. Everything the insurance adjuster said was true.
“Mom?”
Fiona didn’t reply. As usual, she was standing at the kitchen sink, gazing out the window—and had been during most of the meeting with the insurance adjuster. Sometimes, when asked a question, she’d answer. Sometimes not.
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