It was during break at work that I finally told Jane I had left Ruben’s house and would be filing for divorce soon.
She was thrilled. Even more thrilled when I mentioned I was staying at Mason’s place.
“What’s his house like?” she asked immediately. “What’s your room like? You have to invite me over.”
I laughed. “Relax. I’m only there temporarily.”
“Oh, we are celebrating that,” she said, breaking into a little happy dance. “We’re going out.”
We started throwing around ideas, arguing over where would be best, when someone from the front came over.
“Mia, someone’s asking for you.”
I blinked. “For me?”
“Who?” Jane asked.
“No idea.”
She straightened, already curious. “Go and see. And come back with details.”
I shook my head, smiling. “You’re too nosy.”
“Go,” she said, waving me of
