Call. Me. Right. Now!!!
I waited, fuming, then finally the phone rang and my sister’s smiling face peered up at me. I swiped violently across the screen.
“Do you hate me now?” she asked in a small voice before I could even bark out a greeting.
“Yes. You’re fired as best friend and I’m starting divorce proceedings. You’re no longer my sister.”
She squeaked out a pained sound. “Really?”
I sat on the edge of the bed, then flopped backward and threw an arm over my eyes. “No, of course not. I love you. But really, El, what the hell?”
“He was so sincere and heartbroken, Jo. I just wanted to give him a chance. Mostly for you.”
I snorted out a mirthless laugh. “For me?”