at Micah’s. Smiling to herself, she padded to the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee and feed Old Man. Sydney wandered out and flopped onto the couch, so Veronica grabbed a blanket and joined her. Old Man curled up close too, and in that moment life felt perfect. It was hardly a cozy scene of yesteryear, with Sydney on the tablet and Veronica reading the news on her phone, but was it so different? Would it mean they were closer if she were reading a newspaper and Sydney were drawing in her sketch pad? Impossible to imagine she could feel any more connected to her little girl than she did right
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