Every Waking Moment
“The emptiness wasn’t just that Treha was gone; it was more. She went for a walk, then halfway down the block turned around and came back to the house and dialed the number Vivian had given her the day before.
Sharon Gavineau had a pleasant voice, but she was all business and seemed standoffish when she realized Miriam was asking about a past client.
“I understand the rules of confidentiality,” Miriam said. “But I have a young lady here, Treha Langsam, who has no idea where she came from. Vivian Hansen thought you might be able to put some pieces of the puzzle together.”
Her response was firm but kind. “I remember Treha. I knew if anyone could help her, Vivian and Jake could. I’m glad to hear she’s progressed and is able to be on her own. But as far as her puzzle goes, I’m afraid I don’t have information. I don’t have pieces . . . I don’t even have the box. I applaud you for wanting to help, though.”
“Is there someone you can suggest?”
“I’m sorry, Mrs.
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