Mrs. Miracle
Mrs. Miracle
“—Mrs. Miracle Sharon couldn’t have been more surprised if Elvis himself had showed up at the front door. Certainly the last person she’d expected to see was her own husband. She’d have thought he’d rather pluck chickens than chase after her. Not that he was exactly chasing her.
They stood a room apart, staring at one another, each waiting for the other to speak first. Neither seemed willing to be the first to breach the gap.
“I came to talk to my wife,” Jerry announced stiffly to Seth.
“Talk…fi...ne. I’m sure you two would like some privacy.”
“That won’t be necessary,” Sharon said, preferring that her son-in-law stay in the room. If Jerry assumed they could neatly sweep everything under the carpet, he’d made a wasted trip.
“The hell it isn’t,” Jerry argued. “I didn’t come all this way to be left standing on the porch twiddling my thumbs.”
To Sharon’s way of thinking, that was exactly where he deserved to be. The man had put her through hell. By the time she’d arrived in Seattle she could barely function emotionally.MoreLess
They stood a room apart, staring at one another, each waiting for the other to speak first. Neither seemed willing to be the first to breach the gap.
“I came to talk to my wife,” Jerry announced stiffly to Seth.
“Talk…fi...ne. I’m sure you two would like some privacy.”
“That won’t be necessary,” Sharon said, preferring that her son-in-law stay in the room. If Jerry assumed they could neatly sweep everything under the carpet, he’d made a wasted trip.
“The hell it isn’t,” Jerry argued. “I didn’t come all this way to be left standing on the porch twiddling my thumbs.”
To Sharon’s way of thinking, that was exactly where he deserved to be. The man had put her through hell. By the time she’d arrived in Seattle she could barely function emotionally.MoreLess
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