“Maeve is a sweet girl,” Ashleigh continued. “She is quiet, and right now, she is easily shaken. But I can see something in her. Something that reminds me of you.”
Alice looked back at Ashleigh.
“Why would you want someone you have described as sweet, quiet, and easily shaken to learn from someone you think takes advantage of people?”
Ashleigh chewed her bottom lip. She knew it didn’t make sense. She wasn’t explaining it right.
“Alice… I don’t like you, and you don’t like me. We never have and likely never really will.”
Alice smiled and nodded her head.
“I know a lot of great people, and I know that they would do everything they could if I needed them,” Ashleigh continued. “But, if I was in a tight situation, you are the one I would want to know is on the way.”
Alice tilted her head, listening.
