For a moment Sally just stood there. Eventually, she placed the bottle of wine on the counter, unopened.
"I never thought I'd say this, but I think I have too much respect for Megan to be having this conversation." Sally was overwhelmed by emotion at this point. Flecks of anger and embarrassment and hope. She could barely force her lips to form words and if she could, she wasn't sure which feeling she was meant to convey.