So, after the women got preachy, I switched to Joe. Who proceeded to spend his entire chapter being really depressed and mourning his dead wife (she died three years ago, Joe tells me). What happened to my comedy? My sarcasm? My lighthearted look at three thirty something women?
Oh, and Joe informs me that he has decided that one of my three female protagonists may have had something to do with his wife's death. Or they might know something about it. Or maybe not.
Sheesh!
I think taking 5 days off to go to Chicago has allowed the characters to think they can just run amuck.
Also, last night involved a 3 hour emergency visit to the vet with Chance (he's okay), so my plan to cruise and catch up was an utter failure. *sigh*
Maybe one of them knows something about the death, and another one knows something about Joe, and the third knows something about the wife, and now that Joe has entered the picture, the women are snipping at each other becuase they all have guilt complexes.
(No, I don't know where that came from.)
Or maybe it was all a dream. Dallas dream season?
Oooh, I like that idea. That each woman has a different part of the puzzle and doesn't know it. We'll see if I can get them to cooperate and do that! Thanks, Leigh!