Don’t Leave a Message at the ToneMichelle stared at her phone. She rejected the call. She did not need to hear Val ask when she’d be getting her things from the apartment. She’d leave them there forever if she had to. Not only had she failed when Val wanted her to be proud of her, but she also picked up Estelle and let Estelle f**k her. She knew it was wrong when she whispered to Estelle and when she waited for Estelle in the Ladies room and when she went home with Estelle and when she let Estelle inside her. Estelle probably only did it to get back at Val.
The one thing Michelle did know was that she was never going back to Ethel’s. It had been her refuge but she’d ruined it. With Val. With Estelle. With getting drunk and having to be put into bed like a three-year-old brat. That’s what
