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A woman married to her career

One as fulfilled, satisfied One who contributed to society in a positive way

And as financially secure, too

Really, if one had a choice, ouldn’t want to be her?

Pulling up in front of the little cottage that would have looked more in place on the beach than on the nondescript street in an older neighborhood on the outskirts of town, Lacey picked up her tablet, turned it on and opened the file she’d created the day before And then opened the document that was, as of yet, mostly blank

The next half hour would be critical She couldn’t afford to make anyLevi Bridges

“SOMEONE’S HERE, JEM, I gotta go”

Heart trying to thuut of rock, Je out over the backyard, listening to the fountain through thehe’d opened when he’d co with chicken for dinner that night

“At least I think they’re here Someone just pulled up in front of nize the car, but”

Tressa’s voice sounded expectant Which was better thanthe drama-ridden world in which his ex-wife lived And he, thankfully, did not

Chewing on his lower lip, he waited, deliberating over his options He’d called to see if she’d tell hi Give him any clue as to whether or not she was behind the call to social services To the fact that his world had once again been turned completely upside down

It had been why he’d left her Or rather, taken her up on one of her oft-repeated “offers” to leave hi up with the draht into every room she occupied

If she stayed there long enough, that was

“Who is it?” he asked now, trepidation knotting his insides to the point of deci his years with the woman who’d captivated hi pity For her