They stared at each other for a moment.
“You hearing me this time, Ellie?”
Controlled menace rolled off Frank like drugstore aftershave.
“Yes.” Her reply was a whisper. Elenie dropped her eyes, shoulders hunched.
He pushed away with a satisfied grunt and she leaned sweaty palms against the countertop as he strode out of the kitchen.
You girls make fierce enemies. And WTF Summer? Real tears!
Summer:
Looked like a distraction was needed. U impressed?
Caitlyn:
I nearly high-fived her performance but I was tooOutraged!!!
Yh I got that.
Summer:
U home?
Caitlyn:
Give us an update.
It went some way toward settling her stomach to have friends who cared that she was OK.
Craig was here when I arrived. Probably made things calmer than they could have been.
Buthe asked me to go to the business guild dinner with him. Right in front of Frank.
Caitlyn:
Fuck.
Summer:
What did you say?
It didn’t feel like I had a choice. What do you think?
Caitlyn:
. . .
Summer:
. . .
Girls? I need help!
Caitlyn:
I hate to say it but I think you’re right. Shit. Roman will flip.