âMaggie, go freshen up,â Rosalynn instructed.
âAlright.
Maggie headed to the bathroom.
After some contemplation, Rosalynn returned to Brianâs apartment to fetch an ice pack from the fridge.
She also collected some breakfast from the table, intending to return to her place.
Brian emerged from the bathroom and raised an eyebrow.
âDarling, what are you up to?â
âIâm going to have breakfast with Maggie next door,â Rosalynn replied.
âWhy donât you invite her here?â Brian asked.
âWe have some private matters to discuss.
You can eat alone, said before heading out.
Rosalynn
Brian was left slightly disgruntled and disappointed, quietly blaming Maggie for his solitude.
Once Maggie had splashed her face clean, Rosalynn suggested she cool it with an ice pack.
Maggie flashed a thankful smile and accepted the cold comfort.
âYou must be hungry, right? Letâs grab a bite first.
â
Rosalynn found a seat at the table, sliding a milk-filled glass across to Maggie.
âAppreciated.
â
As Maggie voiced her gratitude, she tasted the milk, gently pressing the ice pack to her cheek.
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The question came softly from Rosalynn, cautious in the asking.
âWas it Sanfordâs mother who slapped you?â
Maggie, lips tight, let her gaze drop.
âMy aunt visited me at the hospital early morning.
She blamed her daughterâs arrest on me and slapped me.
Then, Sanfordâs mother arrived.
She believed I caused his injury and gave me another slap.
â
Twice she had been slapped that morning.
A disaster she hadnât earned.
Rosalynnâs forehead wrinkled, her gaze on Maggieâs tender face held a soft sorrow.