Chapter 87

Author's POV "Moira, hey... calm down. I'll handle it, okay? I'll make time to meet with the rehabilitation director and negotiate with him," said Albert, but Moira, who was now in the car and ready to drive home, just shook her head. Her eyes felt dry. She didn't know what else she could do to protect her mother. It must be Anita who came, she thought. If that was true, wouldn't it be dangerous for her mother's safety? "I can't think right now, Uncle. I have to go." "All right, kid. Be careful on the road. Let me know whatever happens. I'll talk to the hospital director right away and ask for recommendations for the best rehabilitation center, if possible." "Okay, Uncle. Thank you. I have to go." Moira immediately ended the call, turned the steering wheel, and headed for Jude's mansion. She didn't know what she was looking for. She thought that the sooner the invitation reached him, the better. Her grandmother's birthday would be celebrated next weekend, so it was impossible for Jude