CHAPTER TWELVE
Our time away ended quickly, and before I knew it, we were heading our separate ways. I was pleased to have my memories of the weekend with Tom, and I couldn't quite believe it had all happened. It all seemed a bit like a dream. I couldn’t describe the feelings I had about my weekend. All I know is the little devil in me had appeared and I liked it.
When I got home, James was relaxing in the living room. “Oh, you’re back early. I wasn’t expecting you till this evening. How is she then?”
“Who?”
“Your friend. Is she ok?”
“Oh, Jen, yeah, she’s not too bad. Just going through a bad time with her husband. He’s left her.”
I glanced across at James, who was glued to the TV screen, not even looking up as he replied. “Oh, that’s too bad.”
In the weeks that followed, it wasn’t
