Wednesday Season 2 Novels & Stories

"Hello, Ms. Shelby. I am Mark's wife. I've been studying abroad for the past three years, and now I'm back!" Sharon Lindsey reached out with her hand toward me. Though her words seemed friendly, they were full of subtle claims to ownership. I had been nothing more than a temporary replacement for Sharon during those three years. Sharon was back, and I could be discarded then. "Ms. Shelby, are you planning on leaving? If so, that would be perfect because I was considering moving in tonight."

With that, we head back to our rooms, I carry Austin this time as I place him safely. I try to fall back asleep, but my mind is racing. The image of the broken chandelier keeps replaying in my mind, and I can't shake the feeling of unease. Was it just an accident, or is there something else going on? As I drift off to sleep, I can't help but feel like something strange is happening. But what is it? When I wake up the next morning, I feel exhausted. I go about my usual routine, making Austin and myself comfortable then little yoga as the midwife had told me to.

I couldn't hear the other side of the conversation, but I watched Wednesday's body language shift from defensive to resigned to outright annoyed over the course of about three minutes. "Yes, I'm back in New York," she said, her voice tight. "No, I haven't forgotten about the arrangement. Yes, I understand the timeline." A pause. "Friday? That's in four days. You couldn't give me more notice?" Another pause, longer this time. "Fine. Yes. I'll be ready. Is that all?" She ended the call and returned to the couch, draining her wine glass in one long swallow before refilling it again. "That sounded ominous," I said carefully.

Naia voiced, “Not anymore at least.” “Thanks.” Though Megan faked a smile, she actually did take her friend’s statement as a compliment. This sad occurrence only made Danica roll her eyes at Naia. If she was older, aka Zoe, she would’ve ended her then and there. But she didn’t want a big blow up of a fight to happen. Especially during Wednesdays. Wednesdays in Ras Tanura are spent like Fridays all over the world. Weekends were during Thursday and Friday. A natural occurrence in a Muslim country.