Chapter Eleven
Victoria’s Secret
The next morning she saw Linda, now again wearing her cotton nightgown. It hardly mattered what she was wearing or not wearing, for Victoria avoided looking at her. She suddenly felt uncomfortable around the girl. Doubtless this feeling derived from what had happened last night, but it was something Victoria preferred not to probe into too deeply. There were other more important things on her mind, like her practice. She had an important trial coming up; this business with the girl was making it hard to concentrate on her work. Once she had thought that satisfying her obsession, surrendering to it, would cure her, would make it go away. But instead of diminishing it was metastasizing, taking over her life. Maybe it would be better if Scott came back soone
