Now what? The question nagged relentlessly. Maggie tried to distract herself. The book she was reading, a tear-jerker tale of love gone wrong, held her interest until the voice grew so loud she had to turn on the television to drown it out. Flipping channels distracted her only a little while. Finally she reached for the telephone.

“Nadia? Do you have a minute? I need to talk to someone.”

“Sure, what’s up?”

Maggie hesitated. She hadn’t known Nadia long, but she couldn’t afford the long-distance to her older friends.

“It’s kind of personal…I don’t want to impose.”

“Nonsense. I’m listening.”

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