Chapter 39
"Hello?"
". . . Mom . . ."
Cherry paused for a moment before she swallowed the lump in her throat. "Don't call me that. What if this call is recorded?"
"Don't worry . . . I've already paid someone inside. This call is safe."
Cherry rubbed her forehead. It was hurting as well as her eyes.
"Even so . . . don't call me until everything calms––"
"Uncle Robert is dead."
". . ."
". . ."
"I see . . . ,"
". . . You knew?"
Cherry took in a deep breath. "Of course I knew."
"Did . . . d-did you slept with him?" Angel's voice wavered.
"No. It's been almost a year since Robert and I sleep on the same bed. He knew he was sick. That was why he distances himself. He told me . . . and I . . . I immediately got tested and was negative."
Angel breathed the air she held. "Anyway, do you want to see him? I could arrange for it. The law has that rule that you could––"
