Face of Betrayal
“Cassidy asked, biting into a chip loaded with salsa.
A drop splashed into the deep V of her turquoise blouse that exactly matched her eyes. Allison watched as she nonchalantly scooped it up with her index finger and licked it off.
Allison, Cassidy, and Nicole were grabbing a quick meal at San Felipe Taqueria, a little hole-in-the-wall in Southeast Portland that served the best fish tacos in the city. Cassidy had ordered a margarita, Nicole had gotten a beer, and Allison, despite the counterwoman’s puzzled look, had ordered a large milk. It arrived in a glass with a beer logo on the side.
Allison said, “I’m not going to tell anyone else until I’m sure everything’s going to be okay. When I was working at McGarrity and White, there was an associate who told everyone she was pregnant when she was only a few weeks along. Then she found out the baby had Down syndrome. She took a week off, and when she came back she wasn’t pregnant anymore. But everybody knew what had happened.”
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