Mood: suave
Now Playing: Maggie Bishop
Topic: She wrote what? (Reviews)
PROLOGUE
Petula rose from her lover’s bed, paraded naked to the vanity mirror, and finger combed her hair so it fell over one eye.
"Your bruises are almost gone," the man said.
She smiled at him then studied herself in the mirror. "The lipo doctor did a thorough job. He took six pounds and three inches off my mid-section. I wish these numb spots would go away."
"Give it time, Pet. Your face is almost healed." He propped himself up with her pillow and reached for his cigarettes.
"I hope I’ll look better than this soon," Pet said, still studying herself in the mirror. "I thought you gave up those things."
"After this one. I’m down to a couple a day. Besides, you said the same thing after your face lift – no more plastic surgery."
"A lady has a right to change her mind," she called as she stepped into the shower.
By the time she was dressed and had put on makeup, he had his jeans back on. "I’m still mad you let someone buy that lot I wanted to build on," he said as she emerged from the dressing area in her guest house. He pulled on a crumpled polo shirt.
"Don’t you worry. I’m in the perfect position to make their lives miserable. Didn’t I make it too tough for the last owners to build? I wasn’t President of the POA a couple of years ago when you wanted to put your modular on that lot. Now I have the other homeowners in my grip. If you can’t build there, no one can."
He dropped the butt into the beer can and hugged her, resting his chin on her head. He said, "Revenge can be so sweet. Maybe you can bankrupt the POA with a lawsuit." He let her go and sat down to tie his sneakers. then asked, "What are you doing with that situation with your husband? Any progress?"
"Don’t you worry about that either. I’ll end up with the house and a big alimony settlement. Then it’ll be just the two of us."