I knew her as the sultry voice blowing up my phone for late night chats about Proust and Hemingway interspersed between the best phone sex I never knew I could have.
We’d never met.
Until the day she walked into my office, her cherry lips wrapped around a candy apple sucker and an all too familiar voice that said, “They said you wanted to see me, Principal Hawthorne?”
This wasn’t exactly angsty, but it had a darker, secretive feel to it. I’m guessing that was because they met online and then when they finally met, it was sort of taboo for them to be together. I felt like they came together at the end much too easy. I wanted some anger or something for the time lost and the misunderstanding between their circumstances. I did cheer for the life Bree is living though 😉