“I don’t like coffee,” said Lucilla as she pulled out a chair, “What do you want to talk about?”
Celeste didn’t beat around the bush. She took a photo out of her bag and slid it across the table
towards Lucilla, “Take a look”
Lucilla peered down at the photo. It depicted a girl, perched next to a bicycle, clutching a book. Her hair
was done up in pig tails and she was all smiles.
But the girl’s face looked familiar. Like hers
“That’s my mom, Celeste said calmly, “Shawn’s ex–wife”
Lucilla blinked.
“You met Shawn at a job fair, didn’t you?” continued Celeste
Lucilla snapped back to reality. “How did you know?”
Celeste gave a small smile, “Because that’s how his current wife met him, too”
Lucilla felt a bit uneasy, and murmured, “I never wanted to ride his coattails to success.
“I’m sorry.” Celeste said softly, “I didn’t mean it that way I was referring to Shawn’s pattern.”
“Pattern? Lucilla was confused.
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