Chapter 14

• Jasmine
• I sat on the bed, waiting for the triplets to arrive. The book in my hand was literally untouched, I hadn't read a word. Half of my mind was still occupied with worrisome thoughts about Martha's earlier behavior. She was hiding something for me, for sure. Or was I just overthinking?
• The restlessness in her did say something else. All my childhood was a blur, I didn't remember any of it except for the memories with Martha that I collected over the years. It was strange how even the face of my mom and dad is now a blur.