No texts were exchanged between Martha and Landry all week. Martha kept waiting for Landry to message her. She had expected a message on Sunday, hopefully an apology. No such text came. She then hoped for at least another angry text from him, so she had something to respond to, but she did not get that either. Every hour, every day that went by, Martha got more frustrated with Landry not reaching out to her and thus more determined not to reach out to him herself.
Martha went shopping with Betsy and Donna on Sunday. Betsy took them to the same boutique they had visited before, and they spent most of the afternoon dressing up Martha as if she were a doll.
“Martha, darling, that wine color on you is simply divine!” said Betsy.
“Yes, it
