One Sentence Across the Table

just didn’t want dinner to turn into business.”

I looked at her.

Just looked.

Richard did too. “You introduced her as maintenance staff.”

The room had a refrigerator hum to it from the kitchen and the clink of my mother setting down the gravy boat because her hands weren’t steady anymore.

Rebecca’s cheeks went red, then pale again. “I simplified.”

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