But there was no mistaking her.
Same eyes.
Same smile.
Same mole.
“That’s Lauren.”
Ethan looked at me sharply.
“What?”
“My brother’s wife.”
He looked back at the photograph.
“No. Her name was Laura when I knew her.”
“You have got to be kidding me.”
Neither of us spoke for several seconds.
Then I told him why Lauren’s name had come up.
“My mom’s refrigerator died today.”
Ethan looked confused.
“What does that have to do with Lauren?”
“Mom couldn’t replace it because she gave Lauren all her emergency savings.” “How much?”
“Five thousand dollars.”
His expression changed instantly.
“Rachel…”