it was probably her punishment for deviating from their master plan.
“I’m sure I told you, but whatever. Mom booked our regular table at Via Penna. Seven o’clock.”
“I’ll try to be there.”
“You’ll try? What is your problem? You can’t even make time for your family anymore?”
“Jeez, Mary, don’t have a cow. I’ll definitely be there, okay?”
“I’ll see you Friday,” she said, then hung up without saying goodbye.
Jane grumbled to herself and tossed her phone back into the drawer, then pulled it back out, walked to the closet and dropped it into her purse. It didn’t occur to her until several minutes later that since her birthday was the following day, they were probably planning a party. That was probably the reason they were doing it a week early. No wonder Mary had been so insistent on her being there.
It didn’t excuse the curt conversation, or Mary’s bitchy attitude, but it made Jane feel a little better. And a little less like punching her sister in the nose the next time she saw her.
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