“Th-thanks for bringing him home,” Daisy said to a brunette soccer-mom type and a kid. Luke froze. Home? Since when did Daisy have a kid? “Mom,” the boy mumbled, hugging her waist, “I threw up at practice.” “I’m sorry.” Skimming her hand over his head with a tenderness she’d never had for Luke, Daisy said, “Heidi, I can’t thank you enough for bringing him home.” “No problem,” Heidi said, glancing from Daisy to Luke. “Everything all right?” “Fine.” Daisy hugged the boy to her. When she turned toward her loft, the color had long since drained from her face. “I—I’ve got to go.” “Sure,” her friend said. “But while I’m here, Toby lost this week’s craft supply list. Mind if I copy Kolt’s? I’m afraid if I ask their teacher again she’s going to land both of us in day camp detention.” Pouring on the speed, Daisy said, “I’m not sure where Kolt’s is. When I find it, I’ll call.” “Slow down,” the boy complained. “You’re gonna make me puke again.”
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