Chapter Fifteen - Honeymoon
“Come dear, let’s freshen up,” Stella said, directing Kathy toward the bathroom. The older woman sat her at the dressing table. Kathy stared straight ahead, the tears rolling down her cheeks. Stella pulled up a stool and sat down facing her. “There, there,” she said, patting Kathy’s knee, “it will be all right.” Kathy was silent, making no attempt to stop or brush away the tears. “What happened?” Stella asked. “It seemed like something awful happened.”
“I...I don’t know,” Kathy murmured. “I really don’t know, but yes, something awful happened.”
“You are, I declare, one of the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, but also the most confused. You couldn’t possibly care a fiddler’s f**k for Richie. He’s disgusting and he’s vicious. For a woman with your looks, yo
