Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"What are you two plotting over there? Cooking up some shady business?"

Herbert was furious, but Jessica firmly pushed him out the door before he could protest.

Not wanting to make things harder for her, Herbert kept his mouth shut. As he brushed past Sallie, he shot her a brief, indifferent glance.

Sallie crossed her arms and let out a cold snort.

This guy's got guts, she thought. The nerve to look at me like that.

If she weren't set on dealing with Jessica, she would've dragged Herbert outside for a one-on-one.

After Herbert left, Sallie narrowed her eyes at Jessica, her voice icy. "Come outside. We need to talk."

Jessica didn't hesitate, stepping forward as Sallie stormed ahead.

Once outside The Silverthread Eatery, Jessica slid into the passenger seat of Sallie's sports car.

Sallie floored the gas, taking Jessica straight to her upscale downtown apartment.

to bring two cups of coffee, then sat

"what's going on between

typed quickly on her

she was considering divorce from Timothy, she wasn't

came from a good family, but in Riverside City, who in their right mind would

language. Who learns sign language unless it's for someone

calm demeanor

really are just

lips curling into a mocking smile. "As if you'd have the guts! You're married with a child now, Jessica. Next time, don't let me catch you getting so close with another man. I only caught you

Of course.

like the Lawsons-face was

with a disability, got only the barest

surge of courage she hadn't known she possessed. She typed out, His pride has nothing to do with me. Can't I have a friend, a neighbor? Am I supposed to spend my whole life clinging to Timothy and Henry, never allowed to

"You're a stay-at-home wife. Who else are you supposed to cling to if not your

came fast: Do whatever you

was done

wanted to make trouble,