CHAPTER SIX
Carol sat dejectedly on the living room couch staring thoughtfully into a martini glass. Her head whirled from the second one she had drunk since returning from her visit to Jean across the street. She hadn't intended to go over and encourage the friendship, but with the way things had gone between her and Bob since her return from her mother's, she just had to get out of the house and talk to someone. Jean hadn't helped much. All they had done was sip on coffee and cognac the entire hour she was there.
She had become lightheaded from her inexperience in drinking and had started several times to tell her about the strange change that had come over her husband the last few days, but each time had caught herself and stopped. It was too embarrassing. Just how did one go about te
