“After everything we’ve done to support your career this week.”

“What support?” I asked.

“We drove four hours to be here,” she said, her voice rising enough to catch the attention of a waiter carrying a tray of glasses.

“We set aside Derek’s urgent business obligations to sit in your audience.”

“You canceled your flight to my academy graduation eight years ago with eighteen hours’ notice,” I said.

“That was a financial emergency,” she shot back.

“We discussed that years ago.”