Chapter 65 Sixty-four

• Heat crawls up my cheeks at the wicked reminder of that unfortunate incident, sending me into a fit of coughs. Clarissa winks, faking gag sounds and I scowl. Embarrassment claws at my throat, I clamp a hand over my mouth and watch with tear-stained eyes as she retreats with the phone plugged to her ear, unable to give the perfect comeback.
• The trembling of her shoulders tells me she is laughing at my discomfort, I shake my head, wiping the snort from my nose. This bestie of mine never disappoints but I don’t regret giving her every single, unrequired detail about my first and only experience.
• Genuine laughter escapes me as a wave of memories washes over me, I clutch my sides, she promised to show me the right way. Feeling refreshed and excited at the thought of our class, I cast a look at myself in the rearview mirror and wiggle my brows. Laughter truly is the best medicine when you are not thinking of a husband who won’t talk to you.