Chapter 27: Lauren“My God, just when you think things can’t get any worse…” Lauren gave Butterscotch the last bite of one of the tamales she hadn’t finished. “I should really just be a hermit. Find myself a cave to call home. Get all these crazy people out of my life.” The dog c****d his head, a questioning expression on his greying muzzle.
“I don’t mean you, of course, you silly old thing. But these women! Can you believe it?” Lauren bent down to pat the drooling Butterscotch on the head. “Isn’t it enough I have to figure out how to keep Kayla from turning against me? No! Now I have to deal with not only Alex showing up, but Ana, who, for God’s sake, can’t take a hint. What, were there no lesbians in San Antonio before Silke came to town? Merry Christmas, Silke. Yeah, it’s been a merry C
