Shira looked at the walls. They were the warm yellows of the early 2000s. Gray was quickly becoming passé, but yellow was definitely not an option

He hadn’t changed his order, just added hers in as well. Did that mean he wasn’t really considering her opinions?

Don’t be passive-aggressive. It never works. But what should she tell Danielle, no? That felt rude, although she wasn’t sure why

Great, he’d said he was sorry, but it was just for that incident. Didn’t he get that this was the proverbial straw?

Debra bit her lip and closed her eyes. “It’s like I’m a Ferrari in the carpool lane”

Had she been kidding herself all those years? Had she really never had potential to be anything more than an amateur?

Shira was genuinely shocked. Was her mother-in-law really changing, or was she imagining it? Or maybe she was just that desperate to get rid of them

Yes, her mother-in-law was intense and competitive, Shira thought. It was funny to think of her as having personality traits like any other person