.. well, it's complicated to tell, too. But I couldn't help it. My husband has to come first, and it's why I didn't call." Ann leans to Martine and ki...ses her. "I was going to. I just couldn't." Why not?" I can't tell you. We were working through a lot." So you were too busy to call me?" Please, Martine. Everyone has some things they don't tell even their best friends." This has to be about him." Call him by his name, okay? Yes, It's about Bob and me." You're getting a divorce!" No!" Ann. It didn't matter, she had to do it. She took three twenty dollar bills from a cookie jar where her mother kept some extra money and went out the back door.She made it barely a mile before her father came up behind her in his white SUV. She felt mortified...should she run? He rolled down the window and stopped next to her. With dread in her eyes, she looked to him."If you get in now, I won't send the video."After hesitating, she got into the car. It felt like all the blood in her body was in her. And I don't really feel as differently as I thought I would either, except that I do find I am starting to think about sex more since it happened. I wonder if that is normal.....Anyway, it didn't happen as I thought it would: perhaps after a long courtship and lots of preparatory kissing and cuddling. Or with the man who was to be my husband - that is how I always hoped it would be. That is how I always planned it would be. But this was unplanned, and I was totally unprepared for the new. I could have made it but I would have been pretty worn out. I didn’t think Amber’s tiny little legs were up to the hike – particularly since she might be burned to a crisp by the time we’d gotten there.I found a small slice of shade and fished my phone out of the pocket of my shorts. I abandoned my first thought pretty quickly. I wasn’t going to admit my stupidity to Liz. I also knew the stables were pretty close to somebody else’s house – and I had two of his kids with me.“Hey, Ben, I need a.