Chapter Twenty
“Did you swap shifts this weekend?” Sindhu asked as she poured herself a glass of wine.
“No.” Once in a while, the craving for a nice glass of wine utterly overwhelmed Gloria. Tonight was one of those nights.
“You didn’t reply to my text,” Sindhu said matter-of-factly. “That usually only happens when you’re working.”
Gloria remembered the text message she’d only seen late Sunday evening, after Ash had left, when she’d been toying with her phone—and the idea of texting Ash. Gloria poured herself another glass of sparkling water.
“What did you get up to this weekend then?”
For the life of her, Gloria couldn’t keep her eyes off the wine being tipped into Sindhu’s mouth.
“This and that.” She swallowed hard.
“Are you all right?” Sindhu looked at the wine glass in her hand
