HE GAVE MY PLACE TO HIS MISTRESS. OUR SON GAVE ME THE COMPANY

it would feel different.”

“How does it feel?”

“Late.”

Julian rested his hands on the stone railing.

“Late things can still matter.”

“You waited sixteen years to say that?”

“I had several stronger lines prepared.”

“Such as?”

He turned toward me.

“Evelyn Hart, I have loved you in every tense available to the English language.”

I stared at him.

“That is deeply unfair.continue reading …