CHAPTER FOURTEEN: A Talk Over Coffee
SHERRY’S POV
I pulled open my wardrobe, my eyes racking over the gowns arranged in the corner. I was finally going to meet Evangeline. She had sent me a message that we should meet this noon and since I was not doing anything, I decided to go. At least, I'd be able to feel the outside air for a while.
I pulled out the floral gown and got into it before I could convince myself not to wear it or even give myself more reasons not to step out. After that, I applied a little makeup before picking up my purse. The kids had gone to school as usual and it was not time to pick them up yet.
“Diana!” I called out, locking my bracelet into place and she walked out of the kitchen. “I'm going out to meet a friend,” I told her.
The term I had used to describe E
