Diane's POV
The phone rang just as I was settling Danielle down for her afternoon nap. Joan's name flashed on the screen, and I felt my stomach tighten with anticipation today was the day of the conference with the judge, after we got a feedback from the court a week ago.
"How did it go?" I asked without preamble, balancing the phone against my ear while gently rocking my daughter.
"The court conference is over," Joan's voice came through, steady but tired. "I'm coming to stay over for sometime if that's okay. We need to talk about what happened."
Relief flooded through me. Having Joan here would make everything feel more manageable. "Of course," I replied without hesitation. "Joan, could you please bring my remaining things?
There was a pause before she asked, "Diane, would you mind if I also brought those gifts Liam got for the kids?"
