My fingers clutched the armrest of the chair as the Airbus descended towards the runway. The lurch that my stomach gave had less to do with the turbulent flight than with what was waiting for me at the end of the boarding ramp—or, more accurately,whowas waiting for me.The woman sitting next to me glanced up
Good Girl
So Donna had to work last weekend. I’d been looking forward to spending time with her, have a nice dinner, maybe see that play that’s being held at the theatre by the park… but no, it didn’t happen and I was disappointed. She promised that she’d make it up to me. She will. You see