Scott cleared his throat. “For those who don’t know me, my name is Scott Elliott.” Dana felt the whole church closing in on her as Scott began to speak, as if the crowd had one eye on Scott and the other bearing down on her to see if she would break down during his “confession.” The heat from the...
. . Maybe her mind was just spinning from too much wine. She shook her head hard to clear it, but it still felt like a jumble—a good jumble. All of her thoughts right now—for once—were good. She moved her leg closer to Ace’s to play footsie. He’d drifted off more than a half hour ago, but she wan...
Becca blew out a soft sigh, taking a stab at patience, which was dwindling fast. She swiveled from her computer screen to face him fully. “You’re telling me your company is about to lay off a lot of people in your department but you won’t be among them.” “Yes. My level is safe for now.” “Yet this...
She wasn’t expecting anyone and was inclined to ignore it—probably the boy from several units over selling something again—but then she heard, “Libby, you in there? Open up.” Omar. He’d gone a week and a half without calling. Then Wednesday he’d left a voice mail, and again this morning, plus a h...