Speaking of which, Rhonda, you ready to come clean?
Her heart stuttered. Come clean about what? A spike of adrenaline at the thought of her friends knowing anything about Jordan made her hands jittery. But that couldn’t be what she was talking about.
Tina
Oooh what did I miss at Sunday Supper?
Nothing. I have no idea what she’s talking about
Anne
She was smiling weird
What? I wasn’t smiling weird
Tina
That means she slept with someone
Anne
Exactly
Rhonda dropped the phone on the bed and stalked into the washroom. Smiling weird? She would’ve been mad had she not been worried the entire Sunday Supper about that exact possibility. But she’d been laughing and joking around. She hadn’t even been around Anne for long since she sat next to Penny.
She peed and washed her hands, then walked back out to the bedroom and snatched up her phone.
Tina
She’s not answering. I’m guessing it was someone she met when she went to get her oil changed.
Anne
My guess is that guy she always flirts with at the Tim’s on 9th.
She’s ghosting us. It means we’re right.
Okay, wow. I went to the washroom.
Tina
And you didn’t craft a rebuttal on the toilet?
She thought long and hard about what to text next. She could deny it. She couldn’t completely gaslight them. They’d known her long enough that they’d never believe her if she said nothing was off. But she could come up with some other plausible explanation. A guy at work sexted her? Or she’s thinking of getting into energy work? That was always a quick way to shut down questions.
Is there a point?
Anne
YES!! Okay, who was it?
You don’t know him.
Tina
Pictures?
No!!