It’s been a full week now since I finally accepted my fate regarding the car. The shiny, stupid car.
I stood at the window staring at it, looking at the way sunlight made it look even more expensive.
“You’re only here because my husband is insane.”
Then I groaned at myself. Husband? Really?
Great, there goes my blood pressure.
But I had no other option, either use it or walk. And I wasn’t walking, not after the week I’ve had.
So I grabbed my bag and headed out, sliding into the driver’s seat. There was no point denying how much I liked the car, just not the person who bought it. I cannot believe I’m driving around in something he bought. Huh!
By the time I pulled up to the library, Judy was already outside with her iced coffee, waiting for me like a paparazzi.
“Well, well, well,” s
