Piper
This was the third time this week I woke up nauseous and puking. What is wrong with me? I didn’t have time today. We finally got a date and time for mediation after Craig dragged his f*****g feet. It’s been two weeks since Jessyca took my car. I had to buy a new one. Which was fine, I like this one better. It was a red Chevrolet Trax LT. It worked for a real estate agent. It was nice looking and comfortable.
I brushed my teeth and then got dressed in black slacks and a green blouse. I put my hair up in a high ponytail, then applied eyeliner and some lip gloss. I looked a little pale, so I added some peach blush to my skin. There I was, ready to rock and roll.
“I’m out,” I yelled. Mia was still getting dressed for the day.
“Good luck.”
I drove to the firm where the mediation w
