“Why did you ask Preston to call airport security at six?”

“You’re inventing meaning out of harmless words.”

I looked at the line of missed calls from my husband and suddenly felt terribly tired.

“Lorraine,” I said, “the time when you could embarrass me into apologizing is over.”

“You’ll end up alone.”

“Maybe.

But I won’t end up carrying a gun through an airport because you told me to.”

She hung up.