Chapter 34
When the boys were small, Leland and I attended our first Business Association's Annual Ball. It was during intermission for the live dinner theatre that my fantasy world came crashing to a halt. One of the newly married associate's wives was doing her part of hobnobbing with the boss's wife. Me.
I didn't mind. The attention was nice. I even reminded her, “Please, call me Sally.”
I had spent a few moments describing our two beautiful sons Declan, four and Bronson, one. As I spoke, all eyes were upon my three-hundred-dollar gown. Being a wife and mother mattered, and you could hear it in my voice and see it in my mannerisms. A mere fifteen pounds from my goal weight, I looked competent and classy. My naturally blonde hair was thick and styled in the popular shoulder-length lay
