window, where night had gone fully black against the glass.
“I told him not to bring up your job,” she said.
That surprised me.
“Why?”
She gave a small shrug. “Because he gets mean when he wants an audience.”
Well.
There’s your second turn.
I believed her, too. Not because she deserved credit. Because the way she said it had no shine on it. Just fatigue.
“And continue reading …