Help her with the deposit.
I don’t care.
But this arrangement is ending.”
He stared at me.
Then, very quietly, he said, “Okay.”
I should have felt relieved.
Instead, I felt tired.
Because I had learned by then that Mark saying okay and Mark doing something were two completely different events.
And the next morning, I discovered exactly how different.
Diane was at the kitchen table drinking coffee.
She smiled when I entered.
“Mark tells me you want me gone.”
I stopped.
She placed her cup down.
“He also told me not to worry.”
