Theresa turned suddenly, jolted by the voice from behind. Three men
sat on a green park bench, their backs turned, their heads moving in
slow synchronization as they watched a woman approach. Theresa
rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the book in her lap.“Excellent complexion,” spoke another voice in a controlled whisper,
“healthy tan, slight curves. …
The next day, Rebecca suggested that she and Fiona and I go to lunch and meet Rebecca’s half-sister, Donna. Kevin had to meet some friends so he couldn’t go with us but he told us all to have fun with a funny laugh. Rebecca wore a dark brown mini-skirt and button-up off-white blouse that showed […]