speaking, all I could hear on the other end of the line was her agitated breathing.
“That crook,” she finally said with a voice full of rage that I had never heard from her. “That damned scoundrel. Mary, listen to me carefully. You’re not going to let them get away with this. I’m coming right now. Tell me exactly where you are.”
I gave her the park’s location, and she said she would arrive in fifteen minutes. While I waited, I tried to calm down, breathe deeply, and organize my thoughts into something coherent.
Rebecca arrived in record time. I watched her get out of her car with that determination that had always characterized her, and I felt immense relief knowing I wasn’t alone in this. She got into my car, and without saying a word, hugged me tightly. That hug was like a balm for my shattered soul. I