“That’s right,” she whispered.
“Then I should’ve asked Aunt Jessica about her car?”
“Yes, sweetheart,” Amanda said quietly. “You should have.”
“But you said it was okay.”
Amanda knelt beside us.
“I know. And that was my mistake.”
Lily looked puzzled.
“Your mistake?”
“I wasn’t listening carefully. I should never have told you Aunt Jessica wouldn’t mind without asking her.”
Amanda brushed Lily’s hair behind her ear.
“And I was wrong to get angry at Aunt Jessica afterward.”
Lily looked between us.
“Are you still mad?”
I shook my head.
“I’m not mad at you.”
Amanda swallowed.
“And I’m going to make things right.”
Lily seemed relieved, although she still looked embarrassed.
“Can I go play now?”
“Of course,” Amanda said.
Before leaving, Lily wrapped her arms around me.
“I’m sorry about your car.”
I hugged her tightly.
“Thank you, sweetheart.”
When she disappeared into the living room, Amanda sank into a chair.
