Bess didn't reach out for the cake mix, but whipped toward the woman with a fierce glare. How dare she. What she and Fabian did was no one's business. She was there, she was waiting for Fabian when Veronica came and delivered the news, what did this bitch know?
"Excuse me," Bess said again, her teeth clenched as pushed through the crowd. She didn't care about the glares or the angry remarks. She needed to get away from Skeeter and she needed to do this now. Sadie's whines turned into cries about the cake mix, and Bess was exasperated, "We've got stuff at home, Sadie! S'alright!"
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