Chapter 15
Donna’s stomach churned as she waited on the front step before Woodbridge Hall. Hopefully Beth wouldn’t judge her too harshly for staying with Blackwell last night rather than go to the inn as they’d planned. Crying yesterday to her dearest friend hadn’t been good, though Beth had helped Donna sort out her feelings.
Finally, a black Rolls Royce turned onto the driveway and Donna took a deep, steadying breath. Beth was here!
The town car stopped in front of the house and the driver, uniformed in black, hopped out and opened the rear door.
Donna grinned and hugged Beth tight, grateful that she’d made the long trip. Her dyed blonde to cover the grays, skin wrinkled from the Miami sun, Beth return hug bathed Donna in warmth and love. “Beth, it’s good you’re here.”
When the hug
