I Came Home With My Husband’s Suitcase—Then an 11:14 p.m. Call Revealed Who Would Answer When I Needed Help

I knew some of that was the lighting and some was the fact that I was finally looking without preparing an answer for whatever she needed.

“Can I sit?”

“Yes.”

She took the chair several feet from the bed and placed her purse on the floor.

There was a paper napkin in her hand from the cafeteria.

She flattened it against her knee.

“I was wrong when I told you to plan better.”

I waited.