#Chapter 258 Gone in About Sixty Seconds

When I called Amy and told her about the letter the next morning, she hurried to meet me at Victor‘s apartment. The emotions that showed on her face as she read the letter were raw. The letter made her biological mother more real. I saw love and admiration on Amy’s face, but I also saw loss and grief. It wasn’t fair that my friend would never get to know Deirdre. But we could get justice for her death and remember her as being a loving and wonderful person. “I can’t believe she wrote this,” Amy gave me a watery smile. “Her handwriting was so elegant.” “It’s a lot like yours.” I poured more tea into our cups. “You won awards at school for perfect penmanship.” “Hers is better,” Amy insisted before popping a chunk of peanut butter cookie into her mouth. “Do you think I could keep the letter?” “I’ll ask Amelia.” I sat down next to Amy on a stool in Victor’s kitchen. “She didn’t say she wanted it back. Are you up for a road trip today?” Amy selected another cookie. “Yea