Forty-five minutes later she saw him,
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feet out from the reception desk,
talking to a
woman their age or a
little younger with brown
shoulder-length
hair, dressed in a gray wool
skirt and a
white blouse. Chat sex o viet nam. She was
pretty, Lucinda thought, in a cheap sort of way.
Lucinda was
happy there was no overt
show of affection when they parted. N o signin sex chats phone. She had dreaded what her reaction might be if they hugged or, worse,
kissed.
She
followed Bob back to his
office and spent the rest of the day in the park to see if he left again. He didn’t—until five o’clock. She had to rush to her car to get behind him on the
freeway. When she saw that he was headed
home, she took the off-ramp before their exit and broke the speed limit getting to Penny Jacobs’s place.
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jeans and a
top from Penny so Bob wouldn’t see the smock-
dress and possibly make the connection.
Now, the next day, five o’clock on Friday afternoon, sitting on Penny’s eggplant-purple
leather sofa, Lucinda said, a hitch in her voice, “He’s cheating on me, Penny.”
Penny sat on a matching chair across from her, holding a cup of coffee.
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