I did not shout at her.

I finished the tea.

What I said at the door was: “Lorna, I’m not going to stop you seeing Auggie and I’m not going to say anything about you to him, ever, and I mean that permanently.

“And you and I are done.

Not angry-done.

Done.

I’m not going to sit at a table with you and pretend, and I’m too tired to perform it for the next thirty years.”

She said, “That’s fair.”