(Trudy)
The sound of the engine sang as I pulled into my parking spot looking directly at the scene of the crime . Thoughts of the interaction or lack thereof with James a few minutes ago running through my head. It was clear I made a mistake.
'GODDAMN IT WHY COULDN'T IT HAVE BEEN YOU, BASTARD!! IT'S NOT FAIR, I PLAYED THE ROLE OF THE GOOD WIFE FOR SO LONG AND YOU, SON OF A BITCH SLEPT AROUND WITH THAT TRAMP FOR YEARS. WHY I DID GET CAUGHT? Why the hell did it have to be me?' I screamed in my head
In the midst of my sobs I heard a knock on the windshield so I wiped my eyes and wended down the window to see Rebecca waiting outside. I sighed and came out forcing a smile on my face
"Good morning Rebecca," I said walking towards the shop opening it. Rebecca hurriedly followed behind me and started rambling
"I'm so sorry I'm late Trudy I had a really big assignment so I was busy working all last night trying to finish it"
