Ella was not happy and she knew it, but she clapped her hands anyway. Twenty smiling five-year-olds clapped and sang right along with her. Her class had been experiencing a bit of Monday drag, so she'd taken a break from the curriculum to get them revved up. She could totally relate.
A week. A whole week, weekend included, and no word from Jason. Not a text or call or drive by. He'd dropped off the face of the planet. No f*******: shots from the female population spotting him at Shooters. No random pics of him on i********: doing his job.
In fact, Jason and Ella's Pinterest board had no new entries, aside from a few snapped photos in stolen moments at the Charity Ball. Taken unbeknownst to them, of course. The Battleaxes created a board for every couple they'd matched. Jason and Ella's
