RUBY

To deal with this, I had to remain calm. No one could read my facial expressions or what I was thinking. I was Luther's wife, and everyone knew that. Being as discreet as possible was the best course of action to protect Luther's good name.

I walked over to the hand dryer, the noise of the dryer loud enough to drown out Barbara's words. Even so, she still stepped closer to me, making sure I heard her clearly.

Our social circles didn't overlap, I didn't belong to any social groups in town, ...