Sherry
My left leg shook nervously as I sat on a hard plastic chair. I was told I had visitors. I didn’t know who would come and visit me. I haven’t heard from anyone in half a year. The others around me whispered in their little cubicles as they talked to whoever was on the other side of the plexiglass. The beige door opened, and I sucked in a breath. Tears sprang to my eyes, and my little girl looked at me. She looked so big and mature. I recognized the woman behind her. Liz. So she and Elliot were still together. I looked at Emily as she sat in the plastic chair in front of me. Her face was expressionless. She didn’t look mad, or sad, or scared to be here. Liz put both of her hands on Emily’s shoulders. I saw the giant diamond ring on her left finger. I seethed with jealousy.
I looked
