Jessica was still trying to process the weird call she got from her old friend Betty. Never the best of friends, neither one of them very outgoing, but they had known each other for years, before either had had children.

The favor she asked was not difficult, just odd, and her explanation even more cryptic.

"Hi Jessica, Betty... this is going to sound strange, but I need your help and I need it without a bunch of questions."

It had sounded like a "battered wife" call... which piqued her interest enough to drop the boring romance novel she had been reading and go to the mall to get what Betty...