mother? Should she even ask?
Penelope reminded her. "I think we should get to know each other."
Well, she didn't say it would be easy, and Olivia didn't think it could happen.
As she could see at the police station, her sister only stuck with the guys. And of course, they laughed when Olivia showed up. She didn't exactly introduce her but told them all to leave her little sister alone. Of course, even when Penelope said nothing to Olivia. They just walked out of the building in silence.
"OK, lets do this." Penelope sounded as if they might get in a police car and make the rounds. It made Olivia all the more timid, but they went to an upscale restaurant that Olivia had only seen the outside of.
"I suppose, you know... what's his face." She wouldn't dare give Olivia's real father a name.
"We talk." Olivia nodded, she didn't tell her sister it was once a week. "He said he'd try to talk Mom into moving out where he lives."
"You think he still loves her?" Penelope gave her a serious look but then she gave a serious look to the menu too. Naturally, she ordered a steak and fries. Olivia ordered the cobb salad.
"I dunno." Olivia wished this wasn't all about their mother, or she might dwell on that fact her father had told her about what their mother had did. This was just lunch. She wanted to know what Penelope did in her free time. Did she have a boyfriend? Maybe she had kids. Olivia seriously doubted that, but maybe she at least had a dog.
"God, if we could just get her away from that loser." Penelope festered.
"Well, it could be worse." Olivia had to think positive. She'd never seen Steve so protective of anyone.
Penelope scarfed her Pepsi and asked for another. Olivia could tell she was the testy sort. Questioning the waitress. She was suspicious of everyone. Olivia felt all the more uncomfortable around her. She had doubts she'd ever actually go to Penelope's place. She was afraid to ask Penelope where she lived.