Oh, God. Molly really didn’t mean to hurt Abby. She mentally kicked herself for speaking without thinking again. What was this, twice now in only one afternoon? “I’m so sorry…I didn’t mean…I didn’t know. If there’s anything I can do.” If there’s anything I can do? What a stupid thing to say. Like there was anything Molly could do about a sister lost years ago. She couldn’t even imagine that kind of hurt. And she’d just gone and made it worse. And she was the one who was angry at being reminded of painful things?
“I’m sorry. Let me start again.” Molly took a breath and met Abby’s gaze. But words failed her. She just didn’t know how to salvage the situation. Instead, her lip quivered and she looked around the room in the hopes that inspiration would strike.