Sophia laughed—that kind of laugh that could bring men to their knees.

"Yeah, I rely on men, sure," she said as she pushed open the car door and stepped out, "but not your man."

She walked right up to the other woman's car like she owned the place, stared her down, and said flatly, "Apologize to me."

The woman scoffed.

Clearly, she had no clue what kind of person Sophia was dealing with.

I didn't get out. Just sat there with ...