Chapter 22: Rival

Becky's POV

I wanted to take Anna sightseeing, but she insisted on going immediately to Brenda’s house. So Larry drove us there.

The maid let us in. Brenda and Chris were in the living room. She was sitting in an armed chair, Chris was standing by the window.

They greeted us warmly as we came in.

“Brenda sweetheart, how are you?” Anna asked.

“Fine dear. You look beautiful Anna, did you just get your hair done?” She asked, admiring Anna’s hairdo.

“Yes. Rebecca and I are just coming from the salon. I wished you had been there.”

“So do I,” Brenda said. “You should have told me.”

“But I did, didn’t Chris tell you?”

“Sure I did, you must have forgotten, Brenda.” Chris was smiling, but his eyes weren’t friendly.

“Silly me,” she giggled nervously, “he did tell me. I will go with you next time. I do miss going out, I hardly go anywhere.”

Chris cleared his throat and I noticed Brenda flinch.

What is going on? I wondered.

I also noticed she was wearing a long sleeved sweater, despite the heat