26 Leah
Two Months Later . . .
“I hope you’re reading one of the dozen no response text messages I sent you.”
Leah was sitting behind her desk with her head buried in her phone, stalking Jessica Fox’s sister’s f*******: page. When she clicked her screen off, she laid her phone face down on her desk. “Trina, I’m working; I can’t talk now.” Leah gave her friend a nasty look when she asked, “What are you even doing here?”
“This is the second time I came to your work; the first time you weren’t here. I’ve been calling and texting, but you—”
“But, I’m working, have a husband, a home and a life.” Leah cut her off. “I don’t have time for girlfriend gossip right now, okay. Trina, you know I love you, and I don’t want to be rude, but I can’t be bothered right now; I’m dealing with a lot.”
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