Chapter Twenty-Seven
Just as it was impossible for Jill to switch off being a therapist when she was with Amelia—even in the throes of the most passionate kiss of her life—it was equally hard to accomplish when talking to Hera. The biggest difference at this point was that Jill knew much more about Hera than she did about Amelia. After all, she had been Hera’s therapist for many years.
Hera, on a break from installing a new bathroom for Kristin and Sheryl, was sitting across from Jill at the Pink Bean.
“Admittedly, it is a bit weird to see you here instead of next door,” Hera said. “Although now I get to ask you all the questions I want.”
The front door opened, and Amber walked in. From what Jill had witnessed, Amber spent even more time at the Pink Bean than she did. Since they’d met
