But Trish couldn’t think of Tim as her father. He’d come into their lives when Patsy had been only two. Put Tim on.” As far as Patsy was concerned, Tim was her father. The good food, the nice house, the amazing view-even without the huge paycheck, this was something of a dream job. Patsy was silent as she thought this over. I got a new job and I have to stay here for a while.” “I thought you were going to come back after you finished your school.” “Not for another couple of months,” Trish replied gently. Patsy sighed heavily and Trish was sure she could hear the accompanying eye roll. “Are you still going to school? I expect to see a good third-grade report card before any more presents show up.” The Hello Kitty notebooks had been on super clearance here because no one wanted them, but out on the rez? They were a prized possession. “Whoa, whoa-slow down, girl.” Trish couldn’t help but grin at her youngest sibling. When are you going to come back? Are you going to send me any more presents? I really liked the cool notebooks you sent me last time.” She’d always wondered why her mother had named two of her daughters after her-Trish and Patsy. “Hello?” Patsy’s thin voice answered on the fourth ring. Even with the hired car, it was going to take about forty minutes to navigate all the rush-hour traffic. It wasn’t until Thursday afternoon, from the cushy backseat of a hired car on her way back to Nate’s house after her classes that Trish used her brand new smartphone to call home. She was only here for a month-less than a month, now.
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