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said.
    “Why did your family start the Diamonds in
the Desert Fundraiser?”
    Mary coughed, and Sarah shot a quick glance
over at the older woman. Mary pressed her lips together and shook
her head. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize.” Sarah stammered.
    “No,” Morgan replied. “It’s okay.” She
flashed a quick smile at Mary. “My parents started the Diamonds in
the Desert Fundraiser a couple years after my brother’s death. They
wanted to ensure no family had to bear what we did after my
brother, Samuel’s, swimming accident.”
    Sarah’s expression became somber. “What
happened?”
    Morgan paused. She’d not been asked about
what happened for many years and yet, the pain still felt
fresh.
    Sarah put her hands up. “It’s okay if you
don’t want to talk about it.”
    Morgan reached out to touch the pregnant
woman. “No. I want to.”
    She took a couple seconds to collect her
thoughts. “My brother had always been adventurous, sometimes even
reckless. Samuel and I were swimming in the pool and he’d been
clowning around. He tried a back flip off the diving board and
struck his head.”
    “Oh my God,” Sarah said. She looked at Mary
and then back at Morgan. “I didn’t know you were there.”
    Sarah’s eyes watered, and Morgan pressed her
fingers to her lips and then dropped them. “I jumped in and dragged
him over to the side of the pool. I kept his head above water so he
could breathe. I screamed for help. My mother heard me and pulled
him out of the pool. He never regained consciousness.” Morgan
gulped and glanced away from Sarah. The young woman was a breath
away from tears, and if Sarah lost it, Morgan would too.
    “But God made lemonade out of lemons.” Mary
said.
    Morgan and Sarah stared at the mature
saleswoman. “What?” Sarah asked.
    “Samuel’s death was a tragedy but you honor
his life with this fundraiser. Your family has raised millions of
dollars over the years. Think of the lives you have saved with the
equipment your auction has paid for.”
    “Yes,” Sarah added.
    Morgan smiled and swallowed, but the lump in
her throat stubbornly refused to relax. “Uh, I’ve got a tow truck
coming for my car and I need to arrange a ride to pick up a
rental.”
    Mary asked, “Do the police have any clues as
to who did this?”
    “Nothing solid,” Morgan replied.
    “I’ll tell you, the world is going to Hell in
a hand basket. Why would someone do something like that?” The older
woman asked.
    “I don’t know,” Morgan replied. “I’m going to
give Stella a call and see if she can give me a ride. If you need
me, I’ll be in my office.”
    ***
    “Hey Stella, I need a favor.”
    “Depends, what’s up?”
    Morgan smiled at the joking response on the
other end of the line. Despite the teasing, her best friend would
grant her request.
    “Can you give me a ride to go pick up a
rental car?”
    “Sure, for a price. Chinese?”
    Morgan laughed. “You’re on! Can you be here
around four?”
    “Sure, but why do you need a rental car?”
    “We’ve had a little problem with vandalism.
I’ll give you the details when you get here.”
    “Strange, I didn’t peg your neighborhood as
having this type of problem.”
    “Me neither,” Morgan said.
    A few minutes past four, Stella pulled up in
front of the store and Morgan, who had been watching for Stella’s
SUV through the storefront window, quickly stepped outside to slide
into the passenger side of the vehicle.
    “Okay, what happened?”
    Morgan glanced at her friend. Concern graced
her eyes and tinged her voice.
    “Someone spray painted my car and stole some
clothing out of my gym bag.”
    “Oh my God, when did this happen?”
    “Between when I came in to set up the store
this morning and left for lunch around noon. I thought I’d locked
the car, but apparently I didn’t. The intruder went through the
car, even my gym bag and took my bra and panties.”
    “Did you file a police report?”
    “Yep, but they weren’t