"Oh really? And so why don't you take your own advice?" Gabby wanted to know. It was like a drug addict lecturing on the dangers of heroin. "Do you not want to protect yourself?" If that were the case, she wouldn't be shocked. Joanie's self-esteem issues ran about as wide as Oprah's ass and as deep as Colca Canyon in Peru. "I'm sure you could still find a place close to work that isn't Bellum."
She pursed her lips, fingers tightening slightly on her coffee cup. "I don't have anywhere else to go now." Where was she supposed to go, really? Not back home. She loved her parents, but it was stifling in Georgia - and not just the heat. Not back to Thailand. It had served its purpose, but she didn't want to live there.