Broken Birds, Part 11, Alice
Part 11 Alice After dinner, they sat at the table, sipping some red wine, talking about Shoshana’s spirits. She’d been very depressed. “Michael, she needs you there,” Rachael said softly. “Dad, she understood about today, but she really shines when you’re in the room.” “Hey, I’ll be there tomorrow,” he said in surrender. Then he had a thought. He picked up the sat phone and dialed Tim. “Got a strange request. Is there some software you can get me for designing jewelry? Yeah, I know it’s late. Can you … Thanks.” They looked at him expectantly. “Look, part of the problem is she’s bored. I want to give her something she can do and get her dreaming about tomorrows. I want you three and her to design rings for my ladies. Call them promise or …