Chapter 6: Carol’s Place
Silence from women like Carol is never surrender.
It is strategy.
That night, she sat alone beside the sound of the ocean she had waited nearly seven decades to see.
The balcony door was cracked open, and the waves rolled in and out like the breathing of something ancient.
Carol held the ridiculous childcare schedule in her lap.
For a while, she only stared at it.
Then she thought about Jeremy.
Her Jeremy, who had promised to bring her to the beach one day.
“When things slow down,” he used to say.
But things never slowed down.
There were bills.
Children.
Repairs.
Sickness.
Then the diagnosis.
Then the hospital room where he apologized for promises life had stolen from both of them.
Carol looked from the ocean to Jennie’s schedule.
Then she laughed.
Not loudly.
Not bitterly.
Just enough to wake something inside herself.
Finally, she picked up her phone and called the only people she knew who would fully understand both heartbreak and revenge.
The Flamingo Six.
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