Chapter 27: Kittens in A Basket.

I've been in my office since after lunch, recieving phone calls, more birthday e-mails, and a stream of annoying office visits from colleagues. But still nothing from Sandra or Max.

How can Sandra be so heartless, vile and wicked? First she stole my fiance, and now she won't apologize by calling to wish me a happy birthday? What kind of a person is she? And, Max, I can't believe after five and a half years together?

I calmed myself down and recollected my thoughts. There's only one last possibility: maybe they sent a card, note, or gift to my apartment, which I haven't returned to in days . . .

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After my facials, I took a cab to my apartment.

I stopped at the lobby, took my mail, unlocked my door and inspected my stash.

There are cards from my parents; my younger brother, Aiden; my high school boyfriend, Tristan; my grandmother; and my old friend from home, Dixie.

I picked up the last card and it has no return address. My heart started beating fast.