136 Chapter 46 - Malia (2)

The car brand sadly reminds me of Bee, and I couldn't help but sigh because it also reminds me of Giovanni. We left New York in a hurry that night years ago, leaving behind most of my and my mom's stuff, my life. Our landlord must've thrown everything away, and the garage must've also junked Bee too. The loss is huge over one night.

I flex my arm as I head over to my Jetta, trying to feel the soreness in my shoulder and see if I should've gone for that x-ray. Keith told me to have my shoulder checked, but I was so worried for my daughter, I forgot all about it.