MIMI

My teeth sank down my fingertips, a futile attempt to still the quake within me but it was likely useless. I stomped my feet repeatedly as I watched Sarah on the stage play her violin.

Sarah was Devon's niece and her parents invited us to attend her very first recital at fifteen. Her maternal side owned the prestigious Springville Auditorium and quite frankly I bet Lilly, her mother, just wanted to shove Sarah's achievement down my throat.

I didn't even have the time to think about it, not after the text I got yesterday.

So many questions ran through my mind, who sent it?

Could it be the maids?...