Stand In Wife
"How's the tea?" Karen asked, sipping her own steaming mug. "Delightful." Amy replied. As if she had come all the way across town to her best friend's house in the middle of the work day for just tea. "I was worried it might be too hot. Or too bitter." Karen fretted. "I have sugar or ummm....honey." She finished lamely. Amy turned her head, faking a cough to avoid rolling her eyes. They'd been best friends for two decades, they'd shared everything- well almost everything -with each other and...