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Amanda walked into Liv’s office holding the black garment bag from its hanger, draping the rest of it partially over her right shoulder to keep the dress upright. Liv smiled up at her from her desk.
“So, when do we all get the big reveal?”
“I just have to have it altered and dry cleaned,” Amanda replied. “I’m going with Sam’s on 42nd. Carisi’s suggestion.”
Liv grinned again as she watched Amanda hang the garment bag on the coat rack in the corner.
“You know you can call him Sonny at work now too, right?”
Amanda smiled back, suppressing a chuckle as Fin walked in.
“Sorry to interrupt,” he said, closing the door behind him. He looked uncomfortable and subdued, to the point where Liv had to coax him out of his silence.
“Fin, what’s wrong?”
Fin sighed and winced slightly, then turned to face Amanda, his hands in his pockets.
“Rollins, your mom called. She said she tried your cell but you must not have heard it while you were running around.” Fin jerked his head towards the garment bag.
“What?” Amanda exclaimed startled, “Is she okay?”
“It’s your dad. He had another stroke and he didn’t make it. I’m sorry,” Fin said, shaking his head sympathetically.