I Let Them Finish Eating Before I Took Everything Back

all at once, how tired I was of watching him perform being important.

Then my phone buzzed.

One text.

From June.

Call me now.

June never texted like that.

I excused myself and walked into the library off the front foyer. Dark shelves. Leather chairs. One of those fake ladders nobody uses. I shut the door and called.

She answered on the first ring.

“Tell me continue reading …