Chapter Twenty-Five
Shell-shocked, Jessica sat for a long time staring at the telephone. She’d expected anger from Larry, had expected him to be suspicious and indignant. She’d expected some negative emotions to fly, but she had never anticipated that there might be no emotion at all. Larry had been as calm and collected as if he’d been discarding a bad batch of wood. Although they’d only been together for a few weeks in the present, she had been certain that his feelings for her were unchanged. She’d believed that he’d loved her as she’d loved him—not only deeply, but consistently through the years. Now it seemed as if he’d simply been ready to move on, as if they’d been a good thing for him while they lasted but not significant enough to stick around and work through a problem.
She was
