Have an important client meeting at 4:30. I’ll be home no later than 6. I promise. I’ll bring supper. Love my girl.
Karla’s heart sank, dread tightening her chest. When she looked up, her friends had worry in their eyes. She forced a bright smile. After all, how long had it been since he just texted her with his plans much less to say he loved her and that he’d bring home dinner. She’d revel in that aspect and set aside her paranoia. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin a perfectly good day when things had gone so well the past two days.
“Oh, that was just Ken telling me he was bringing supper home.”
She left out the rest because she didn’t want to see knowing looks in their eyes.
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AT five minutes after six, Karla was pacing the living room checking her watch. A worried fr
