Athen poured coffee for Meg at breakfast the next morning and tried to ignore the fact that she still felt the sting of Meg’s comments from the night before. Meg’s ability to cut so cleanly to the heart of the situation left Athen with the unavoidable knowledge that she had some serious questions to ask herself between now and the time her Christmas holiday concluded. “I take it things did not work out with what’s-his-name?”“That son of a bitch.” Meg scowled. “Remember I told you I thought he was seeing someone else? Well, guess who? Jenny Scott!”“Your next-door neighbor?”“The same. Of course, we’re not neighbors anymore. They moved into a neat little town house on the other side of Tulsa together. Can you believe it?” She put her head back and all but screamed, “I hate men!”“Until the next one comes along.” Athen laughed.“Well, of course. That goes without saying.” Meg grinned.“Where are you off to?” Athen asked Callie, who was pulling on her jacket and hat.“To Nina’s,”
