Second ChanceChapter 4
When I awoke I had a plan. It wasn't firm, or all that dramatic, but what I needed was good, not dramatic. The debit card I ordered from the bank would give me flexibility if I needed to make a sudden move. Everything else I could invent on the fly. Showered and dressed, I appeared in the kitchen just as Coral got the girls off to school. She saw me and said, "I'm going to drop off Jill and Joanie and get back to help you with the scrap books. Breakfast is in the microwave. I should be...