Bitter End (Seychelle Sullivan #3)
“The house looked dark and there wasn’t any sign of a car parked in the drive. We climbed out and B. J. lifted the seat so that Zale could get out of the Jeep’s backseat, and as soon as the kid’s sneakers hit the pavement, he trotted up the walk, opened the front door, and disappeared inside. He’d left the front door standing open, and from inside I could hear faint strains of Norah Jones’s voice coming from the stereo. I recognized the song “I Don’t Know Why.”
I looked at B. J. “Think we ought to go in?”
“Yeah, just to make sure his mom’s there and the kid’s safe. And to close the front door, anyway.”
“She’s there. You could go close the door.”
“Sey, what’s the matter with you?”
“B. J., I don’t have time to tell you the whole story right now, but Molly and I used to be friends. Best friends. And then it ended.”
“So, that was then and this is now. Now we need to get in there and make sure the two of them are okay. It’s about basic human decency, Seychelle.
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