Magda shook her head. “I don’t. But that’s not my job to worry about.”
Dani raised her hand. “That would be me and Angie.”
Everyone looked at her.
“What did you do?” Tinker asked.
“I told my bestie about the threatening letter Abby received in the mail,” Dani said.
“What threatening letter?” Magda asked.
“The one telling Abby about Tinker’s arrest and threatening to out him if Abby didn’t turn over custody of Olivia.”
There was a chorus of what from almost everyone, including Olivia.
“You know what? I don’t want to know,” Magda said. “My part of this is done. We were successful. I don’t need to know more. Abby, Olivia, congratulations. Please call if you need me.” She hugged each of them and waved her goodbyes as she left their group.
“I do need to know more,” Paige said. “What did you do?”
Tinker wrapped an arm low around Abby’s hips and pulled her close as he explained the letter and coming clean with Abby.
“I wasn’t going to let that stand,” Angie said. “So I did some digging. Nothing fully illegal. Just some research into Olivia’s aunt and her husband.”
Paige shook her head. “I’m going to ignore the part of whether it was legal. What did you find?”
“Some not great stuff about the aunt and some really not great stuff about the husband. I shared that info with Stuart.” She shrugged. “That’s all.”
For some reason, Abby did not think that was all.
“I shared the information with Mr. Fritz, who I’m assuming shared the information with his client, who felt it was better to drop her petition than have said information brought to light,” Stuart said.
“You did that for me?” Abby leaned against Tinker.
“Technically, I did it for Tinker.” Angie pointed at him, then shifted her hand to Abby. “But you’re part of Tinker, which makes you family. Like I said. So, yeah. I did it for you.”
Paige shook her head. “I’m glad you work for us.”
Angie scrunched up her shoulders and grinned. “Me too.”
Me three. At that point, Abby felt it went without saying, but she said it anyway. “Thank you, all, for everything. For supporting us and helping us. I don’t know what we would have done without you.”
Tinker kissed the side of her head, and she closed her eyes, finally letting go of the tension she’d been holding all day.
“This is getting really sappy,” Lindsey said. “How about we all meet up at Abby’s and celebrate?”
“That sounds like a great plan,” her mom said.
Naomi and Lindsey stopped on the way to grab food and drinks. They even took the time to buy a sheet cake with Happy Family Day written on it.
Abby’s mom picked Will up early from daycare, and several of Olivia’s friends came once school let out. The rest of Leonidas showed and before long the house was bursting with people.
Abby went to her room to change from her skirt to jeans and a T-shirt. As she was hanging her blouse, it all hit her and she grabbed the bar, resting her head on her hand.
“Do you always come to your closet when you need to cry?”
She smiled and turned her head without lifting it. “I’m not crying—I just need a minute to process.”
Tinker stepped into the closet and pulled the door closed behind him. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her gently, softly rocking from side to side.
