GEORGIA
Betty’s shrill, frantic voice echoed off the organic grocery store. Shoppers at the end of the aisle froze, their hands hovering over expensive artisan cheeses and cold-pressed juices as the lunatic standing in my path continued her screeching tirade.
"Stay away from my husband, you desperate w***e!" Betty shrieked. Her face was flushed an ugly, toxic red, and her manicured hands were balled into tight fists at her sides. "If you ever let him into your house again, I swear to God I will end you!"
I stood my ground, my hands resting loosely on the handle of my shopping cart. I looked at the woman who had replaced me six years ago. Her designer clothes were flawless, her blonde hair was perfectly styled, but the feral, unhinged look in her eyes ruined whatever beauty she possesse
