Housewife Gone Wild

Melissa froze for a second, and then her eyes lit up. She clinked her glass against mine, tears still shimmering. “To new beginnings. And may everything go your way.”

I smiled from the bottom of my heart.

While we were eating, a waiter showed up with three fancy–looking dishes.

Melissa blinked. “I didn’t order these. Must be a mix–up?”

The waiter smiled, “Compliments of Mr. Holcomb. Your bill’s taken care of.”

Melissa’s head snapped to me. “Jared sent these?”

I took a bite. “Not bad. Let’s eat–no sense wasting good food.”

Melissa laughed awkwardly. “One of these probably costs more than my entire meal.”

didn’t expect Jared to send over dishes. Maybe he felt guilty and was trying to make up for things with

so cozy with that woman. If I didn’t know better,

she would ask this. She’d watched me hover over Yvonne like a helicopter parent,

get a paper cut.

call lactation experts every day, let them prod and poke until my skin was raw, and still

my “precious little girl” stolen by another woman would

once. Not anymore. She’s six–old enough to understand right and wrong. Kids aren’t puppets I can control forever. Someday she’ll find her own path. If she’s happier with someone else,

out a soft sigh. “Wow, Victoria. You’re totally different now. If it weren’t for

stuck together through college, and now we’re living in the same city. I’m still me–I just let some

nodded. “Good. You’re my friend, and that’s

Melissa tried to pay, but the waiter told her Jared had already covered the bill. She looked at me

smiled and

the question.