Divorce Time

Chapter 63

Imma hadn’t seen Thorne, and it was getting under her skin, leaving Jasmine feeling pretty down in the dumps, too.

But Charlene was the picture of calm amidst the storm, pouring Irma a cup of coffee with a serene expression, suggesting, “Maybe he’s caught up in something urgent and can’t break away.”

Irma was in a foul mood, calling it a night much earlier than usual.

Jasmine tried calling Thorne several times, but it was like talking to a brick wall. She got no answer,

The following morning dawned. When Charlene woke up, the bed beside her was empty. There was no sign of Jasmine anywhere.

After getting ready for the day, Charlene left her room to find the place eerily quiet.

Bored out of her mind because Thome was a no–show, Jasmine had someone take her to the city for excitement bright and early. And Irma? She caught a chill from the evening breeze the night before, ending up with a splitting headache in the wee hours, and had headed back to the Henderson Mansion before Charlene even stirred.

Not wanting to disturb her rest, they didn’t even bother to inform Charlene.

So, there was Charlene, the only guest in the huge Sapphire Springs Resort, except for the staff.

couldn’t have waited for Charlene to wake up to take her out for some fun. But Jasmine sneaking off without a word probably meant she got some news from Thorne’s end, planning to meet with him and Vesta, and was worried Charlene

a cozy refuge. There’s something

which allowed her more time to herself. So, even with everyone gone, Charlene decided

“Charlene, I rang Thome in the

supposed to join them at Sapphire Springs Resort but had been MIA without a

out, either, since she sneaked

wasn’t about to bother Irma with this.

But

keep things simple, she

press further after Charlene inquired about

as the sun dipped below

for her, but there she was, waiting until nearly nine with no sign of him.

good hour and a half from her home, and Charlene couldn’t wait longer. She arranged for a resort shuttle

to claim her on the ride home when her phone jolted her awake. It was Connie.

up, Charlene said, “Connie?”