#Chapter 84: When Revenge Starts to Pay Off

Becki calls me at work the next day. She’s sobbing so loudly on the phone that I can barely understand her – she’s borderline incoherent. I swallow my impatience as best I can while I try to get some sense out of her. Why she is calling me, I have no idea. I don’t know where she got this idea that we’re such great friends. I mean, sure, I’ve had a couple of lunches with her, but come on. She hardly knows me – well, as far as she’s aware, anyway. Still, I do my best to remain patient with her, mainly because I’m nosy as hell and want to know what’s going on with my family. I haven’t forgotten how they treated me, and I still want to get my own back. Apparently, I’m doing a good job, because when Becki finally stops sobbing long enough for me to piece together what she’s blubbering about, I discover that my father and Darlene are getting a divorce. “What happened?” I ask when I hear this, trying my best to sound sympathetic instead of delighted, which is how I really feel.