Then Eleanor called.

I watched the screen until the ringing stopped.

A minute later she sent a voice note.

“David, I raised you better than this.

Your sister’s husband is trying to settle the resort bill.

You can punish us later, but don’t humiliate your family over one silly misunderstanding.”
I saved the file and sent it to Julian.

What astonished me was not the indignation.

It was the complete absence of Maya’s name.