Coraline clicks her tongue as she picks up a cherry-red laptop from an end table. She slides down to the floor and rests her laptop on her knees with her back to the couch. “Yeah, ya do. Look at it this way, sissy. He’s perfect. Your kids like him. He’s not after your money because he’s got his own, and truth be told, you could even offer him a settlement at the end of the marriage. And let’s not forget he’s pretty to look at too.”
