Shasta tried to ignore the anxiety that gnawed at her stomach as she peered into the mirror in Blakes bathroom to apply a second coat of mascara. Hed be back anytime with Jackie and the kids. Recalling the only other time theyd met, she felt mortified. The thought occurred to her that there were countless other people shed treated exactly the same way over the course of her life. She sighed and replaced the wand into the mascara tube.