Bloody ground rules. Like I’m some game they’re playing.” Talia hadn’t known where she was heading, and it was a surprise when she ended up knocking on Naomi’s apartment door. She needed to talk and she needed to talk to someone who might even remotely understand and keep her confidence. While she’d only met Naomi briefly before her wedding to Caleb, she’d felt an affinity with the woman. Naomi had brushed off Talia’s concern about the lateness of the hour and listened while she told of Caleb’s domineering manner and how Joshua seemed to just go along with it. Now, as Naomi brought coffee to the small kitchen nook, she said, “Maybe you should lay down some rules of your own. Draw up a schedule or something.” “Caleb works to his own schedule,” Talia said. “But I did lay down one rule, that I wanted my own room.” “Good for you. How did that go?” “Neither of them said anything.
