He had hidden it in a drawer and let me carry the story for him while he enjoyed the credit for being patient.
That was when things really sharpened into focus in my mind.
With our friends, he acted like we were basically married already, too evolved to care about paperwork.
With his family, he played the devoted man waiting for a nervous woman to be ready.
In both versions, he got to look good.
In both versions, he got what he wanted.
In neither version was I told the truth.
David looked at me carefully now, like he was finally realizing the room had turned against him.
“I’m staying with my sister for now.”
“Sarah, come on.”
I stood up. The dog stood with me.
“I’m staying with my sister for now,” I said.
His face changed fast. “You’re leaving?”
“Yes.”
“Over this?”
I picked up the overnight bag I had packed badly in the dark.
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