Lisa could not believe the man in front of her. She had not pegged him for a cheater. At all. Of course, she also hadn’t expected his “slower” to mean “I’m going to completely disappear and only text you when you text me first.”
So she was learning all kinds of things about the man.
“I should go,” Amie said. “Call me if you hear anything from the girls.” She slipped out of the house and past Lisa as if Lisa were made of smoke.
“Who was that?” she asked as a car started up behind her.
“Amie,” he said. “Hailey’s mom.” He stepped back, fear still in his eyes. “Do you want coffee?”
“No,” she said, confusion starting to creep through her anger. “Are you seeing her?”
“Of course not. She’s married with three kids.”
“And that matters how?” Lisa asked. “People have affairs all the time.”
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