155|The List-Part 1

By the time Emily dragged herself out of bed Monday morning, Natalie was almost done packing her clothes and boxing up her cutlery and the few pieces of decor she owned. She still had her flea market books to contend with. But she'd make them tonight's problem.

Her phone went off on the end table.

Emily grabbed it, mumbling when she handed it over, "it's a text from Aunty Viv."

A sinking feeling settled in Natalie's tummy as she read the snippy message.

"She wants to meet tonight."

She didn't realise she'd said the words out loud until Emily cursed.

"Fuck Nat! This is not good. Do you think she knows about the list?"

"I doubt it. She probably wants to check how the girlfriend contract's going," Natalie said, trying to keep the panic from her voice. But she was pretty sure Emily was right on the money about the list. There was no way Aunty Viv wanted to meet for a friendly dinner considering their last confrontation had left a bitter taste in both their mouths.

"Do you want me to come