"But I saw Grandma."
I kept my eyes on Sophie. "What did you see?"
"Pictures of you. And Mom said something about sending them to her ladies. I heard her talking to Auntie Ana on speaker."
"What did you see?"
Amanda looked away.
"You misunderstood."
Sophie shook her head. "You said they thought it was funny."
That was enough.
"Give me the phone, Amanda."
"No."
"You said they thought it was funny."
Yvonne had started toward us.
Amanda looked at her. "Please don't."
Yvonne stopped beside my chair. "Amanda, what did you send?"
Before she could answer, Sophie reached for the phone.
Amanda pulled back.
"Don't."
The screen was still unlocked.
"Amanda, what did you send?"
Sophie tapped it before her mother could stop her.
"Here, Grandma. This one."
I took the phone.
The first photo showed me asleep in Caleb's car after Sophie's school concert.
The caption read:
"Big afternoon out."
Laughing reactions sat underneath it.
"Here, Grandma. This one."
I swiped.
Another photo showed me leaving Amanda's kitchen with leftovers she'd packed for me herself.
"She never leaves empty-handed."
My stomach dropped.
"Keep going," I said.
"Linda, just stop," Amanda said. "Please."
"She never leaves empty-handed."
I swiped again.
There I was in my bedroom: black swimsuit, bare arms, standing in front of my mirror while I still thought I looked brave enough to swim.
I hadn't even known Amanda was there.
"Guess who's ready for pool season."
I looked up.
"You were standing in my bedroom."
"Guess who's ready for pool season."
"It was a joke."
"You photographed me without telling me."
