I’ve Seen Her Do Horrible Things
“There’s someone I want you to meet.” Val and Michelle were approaching Ethel’s. They’d already been there several times since their reunion, but this was a Sunday in the late afternoon so it was quiet. “I figure we can have an early dinner with a friend of mine.”
When they got in, a woman was sitting alone at one of the tables by the front window. Cindy did not come to Ethel’s often. She found it a bit cliquey and felt a bit of an outsider. She’d met Val at a library function a few years earlier, and gone with her to Ethel’s maybe three or four times since.
She rose to kiss and be kissed by Val and then turned and said, “you must be the one I’ve lost her to.”
Michelle looked a bit puzzled.
“I wanted you to meet Cindy because she’s important to me. I h
