I never wear that virulent red but Wendy next door does, Lizzie thought.
Have been here with my first husband, my second, and my third.
Now what? Tragic accidents as with the first and third, or a large pay-off from the cheater, as per the second. I bought this place with that money.
Decisions, decisions.
Lizzie knew whichever way she went, “darling” Robert, like the others, wouldn’t see this coming.