“Hey, Sharon! What do you have there?”
I cringed, clutching the paper bag to my chest. “Oh. Hi, Janet. It’s…just something to cheer me up.” I avoided her eyes.
“A little treat? Well, you are newly single. You deserve to enjoy yourself with—whatever that is,” she said, giving me a wink.
I certainly did. I couldn’t wait to get out of my work clothes and pour a glass of wine.
I thought of Janet later when I opened my bag of delights. Imagine if she really knew.
A treat indeed—brand new coloring books just waiting for my pencils.