She scoffed at the sentiment. A fresh start? Maybe for her husband. Another day another dame. She'd still be as betrayed as she was now. Honey debated buying a ticket out of the country. Then he'd be teh victor! She needed to think...but someone was still insisting on being a good doer.
I didn't want this to be a meet and greet.
The blubbering had stopped. Now there was just tear streaked cheeks and a blood shot eyes. "Hello Brighid." She said softly, still maintaining some distance. Maybe for the sake of hr dignity. "I am Mrs. Honey Skye Griffin Laurent."