Novel & Cerita Women Bukowski Novel

I didn’t drink but I took a cab. If Alec believed he could play games with me again…this life or the last,he would learn differently. And if Betsy thought she could smile sweetly in my face while stabbing my back? She would learn faster. When I reached their apartment building, I expected silence, darkness and sleep. Instead, light spilled from the small gap beneath the door. A woman’s giggle. Betsy’s. I froze but not from heartbreak and neither from shock but from realization. Piece by piece, their puzzle was arranging itself without my help.

***** Jules sat in front of the TV, a women’s talk show flickering on the screen, a book lay open on her lap. The book—a novel about strange bones found all over the world—bones from eras even older than her grandmother. The book was her dad's, and that was the one of the few things she still possessed of him. She wasn't a fan of books, not to talk of a book about something that never really added value to the world. But she needed the distraction—anything to keep her mind off Nolan… and the idea that he might, right this minute, be in some bridal shop testing dresses with Evie.

she said, dragging her fingers through her hair. Her eyes were red—she looked like she would burst into tears. “I want her out of here in the next minute. And if I ever see her here again, I will fire you,” I said to the security man and began walking inside. “Stop, Dominic! Can’t you see she isn’t right for you? I’m far better than her!” Clara cried, rushing after me, but the security blocked her. “Leave, ma,” the security said firmly. “Get out of my way!” she yelled at him. “Please, Dominic, listen to me! I’m better than her. I have no scandal while she does! And she’s a married woman, already tainted by another man, while I haven’t! I kept myself clean for you!”