My eyes peeled open to the relentless sound of my ringing landline. I didn't know I had cried myself to sleep in the bathtub. Grudgingly, I tried to stand but the weight of my body pushed me down.
“s**t,” I grunted, but by then the telephone had gone to voicemail.
‘You have reached Kimberly Woods’ residence. Please leave a message.’
I heaved, relaxing back into the tub.
‘Hey, Kim. It's me, Janet. Look, I know things have been rough between us lately and I played a significant role in all that. I called to say I am sorry. You are my best friend and I just feel like there are lots of secrets between us. Let's have coffee together and talk things out. Please call me.’
“f**k off!” I cussed as the line went dead. “Now you want to talk eh?”
My alarm beeped on my watch. It was 3 p.m., an
