For Lisa, surviving had meant severing the ties completely, so Julie had respected her sisters decision. At least, shed told herself that was what she was doing when she hadnt attempted to stay in touch.
Had Lisa interpreted that as desertion? Seth had said so, and Seth should know.
The pain flared, like flames shooting up from dying embers. She quenched them again. This wasnt about her pain, or her past.
This was about assuring herself that Davy was in the best situation for him. Shed take that step by methodical step, as if she was researching an article about any child.
On the surface, the answer seemed obvious. Davy had plenty of people who loved him, like the children in the books shed read to Lisa when they were little.
She and Lisa hadnt quite believed in those big, happy families, but the Flanagans obviously did exist.
Still, she had questions, starting with Seths determination to continue in what had to be a dangerous job. The Flanagans seemed to take firefighting for granted. She didnt.
She couldnt just accept Seths view that the rigorous training he and the other firefighters went through would keep them safe. She had to see that for herselfand that meant going with them on a fire call. So far Seth had done an excellent job of evading that request.