The Home-wrecker by Sara Cate EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Sara Cate
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Briar
The woman sitting across from me has the same sandals as I do. And so
does the woman on my right, but she needs a pedicure. I should invite
her to go with me to the nail salon tomorrow, but I think she has a baby. No
one wants to take a baby to the nail salon.
To be honest, I don’t even remember the woman’s name.
“Briar.”
I blink, lifting my eyes from the floor to stare at the woman leading
Bible study across from me.
Shoot. I think she asked me a question.
“We were just discussing the end of Proverbs 31. Did you have anything
to add?”
I swallow. “No. I’m sorry.”
“No need to apologize,” she replies with a forced smile.
Sitting back in my seat, I scan the women in our circle, noticing the way
they glance at me nervously before looking back down at their Bibles. Ever
since my father-in-law was caught in a sex club scandal and arrested for
assaulting my brother-in-law’s girlfriend, everyone at my church looks at
me as if family scandal is a disease you can catch. As if I was in that sex
club with him or I was the one holding down that poor woman as he
punched her.
It might not be the same church, but word gets around. If it weren’t for
my perfect mother and straitlaced sister dragging me to these meetings, I
probably would have stopped coming months ago—or maybe more.
My sister, Juliet, side-eyes me for not paying attention as she shifts in
her seat.
“Before we end tonight’s meeting, are there any prayer requests?” the
leader of the group says, folding her hands in her lap.
I wince as my mother raises her hand.
“Yes, Mrs. Rockford.”
My mother reaches over my sister’s lap and squeezes my hand as she
says, “My daughter, Briar, and her husband, Caleb, are still trying to
conceive. It’s been a tough road. If we could bring together the power of
prayer for them, we’d be eternally grateful.”
My stomach turns.
The women all nod in unison as the group leader leans toward us with
an expression of nerve-grating sympathy. “Absolutely.”
Everyone bows their heads and closes their eyes. I do the same.
But halfway through the prayer, I open them and peer upward at the
people around me. While studying each of their somber faces, furrowed
brows, and pressed lips, I try to feel something. Gratitude, hope, faith,
love…anything.
“Amen,” the woman says.
“Amen,” the rest of us reply in unison.
“Thank you,” I add quietly.
After everyone rises from their seats and says their goodbyes, my sister
and I make our way to the parking lot first. Our mother has a way of
lingering. She loves to strike up conversations with all of the other women,
even though most of them are closer in age to Juliet and me.
I feel my phone buzz in the pocket of my sweater, and I pull it out to see
the notification.
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