Sophia
The gossip found my mother before I ever expected it to.
She called me on a Wednesday, her voice tight in a way I hadn't heard since the week everything came out, and my stomach dropped immediately, old instinct kicking in before she'd even said what was wrong.
"Linda's been fielding calls," she said. "From half our old book club, apparently. Somebody at the hospital mentioned it to somebody's cousin, and now it's made its way through half the women I've known for twenty years. I had three different people ask me at the grocery store yesterday if it was true that my daughter was dating my ex-husband."
"Mom, I'm so sorry."
"I'm not calling for an apology, sweetheart. I'm calling because I want you to know it's happening, in case it hasn't already reached you some other way." A p
