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.”

dishes. Maybe he felt guilty and was trying to make up for things with cash? That was just like him–seeming thoughtful, but

through, Melissa still looked confused by my calm. She leaned in, her voice serious. “Yvonne was so cozy with that woman. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she’s her kid.

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get a paper cut.

enough breast milk. I’d call lactation experts every day, let them prod and poke until my skin was raw, and still nothing. I had cried through that whole first month,

having my “precious little

six–old enough to understand right and wrong. Kids

totally different now. If it weren’t for your face, I’d swear you were

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

my friend, and that’s not gonna change,

her Jared had already covered the bill. She looked at me and shrugged. “I was supposed to treat you, but your husband beat me

smiled and

both had a few drinks, driving was out of the question. Melissa stood at the edge of the sidewalk, trying to