“You know how Olivia stopped by the other night?” “She did?” Mom says, obviously surprised. “Olivia Pennington?” “Yeah, Mom,” Jacob says. “She and Logan are working together. And they live in the same apartment building too. What are the odds?” “Pretty low, I’d say,” Mom says, eyeing me with a very knowing look. “She reminds me of a visually impaired engineer I once heard of.”
