"How long now? Three? Four?" Vee asked.
"Thereabouts…" Val answered, waving vaguely.
Vee laughed quietly and folded a dress into the suitcase. "It will be here before you know it."
"I have been meaning to ask you," Val said, folding a dress with unnecessary care. "What next with the pizza parlour?"
Vee paused with a blouse in her hand.
Val glanced at her. "We really haven't had the time to pick everything back up since that attack months ago. Tony informed me the workers were done fixing the damages."
Vee looked down at the blouse, smoothing her fingers over the fabric. The pizza parlour. For months, it had been sitting in the back of her mind.
Everything about it felt complicated.
"We were supposed to have your engagement party with Ricardo there," Vee said quietly. "That's why I wanted us to fix it." Vee swallowed and placed the blouse into the suitcase. "But I don't know if we can save it, Val."
"What do you mean?"
