Ethan rubbed his hands excitedly, took the items, and gently pinched my face, appreciating my understanding. "Olivia, you're getting more sensible."
*****
In the afternoon, after I dropped off the kids at school, a sharp female voice rang out behind me. With a prominently pregnant belly, she appeared boastful.
"So, you just moved in yesterday, and today you can't wait to replace me?"
I spoke sarcastically, feeling no need to pretend to be a goody-two-shoes in front of Jessica. I acted as I was pleased.
Jessica, touching her belly and laughing triumphantly, said, "Olivia, I advise you to be sensible and divorce Ethan... He said he'd agree if you do."
I held my forehead, staring at Jessica's pretty face. "Women like you have been around for years, ten if not eight. Have you seen Ethan divorce? He always just goes back home."
I thought to myself, "Believing in a man's words is like believing in ghosts!"
"Olivia, it's bad news. Ethan and a model have been taken to the hospital." Chloe called, her voice filled with concern. I frowned, looked at the still-provocative Jessica, and said, "I'm heading over now."
"Do you want to come and see it?"