Chapter 8

Audrey drove me to Diane's house and waited at the curb with the engine running. When I walked into the living room, three people were already seated around the coffee table. Ethan sat at the far end of the couch, his wedding band catching the lamplight. Lauren sat beside my mother-in-law with Diane's calendar spread open between them and four cups of tea arranged on a tray. She was already settling into the role. "I didn't know she would be here," I said. Diane folded her hands in her...