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“Coffee?” Leela asked, pouring cups all around to the four other women. “It’s not instant this time. We all want to know what’s kept you so busy, Scarlett. We’ve hardly seen you for a month. Christmas came and went and you kept to yourself.”
“John’s been gone these past two months and it’s been harder to cope,” Scarlett said. “I’m glad he’s back. I guess I’ve come to depend on him and my friends here. Not so independent as I thought. John did come over for Christmas dinner. It was fun but no, I haven’t been around, Leela. A lot of Candle Party Lite showers in the afternoons. Working on crafts in the basement and making sure Troy gets lots of sleep…” Her voice trailed off. Her movements were short and jerky. She blinked rapidly. Leela’s spacious kitchen seemed claustrophobic. She wishe
