“I’ll think about it.”

She returned home and prepared dinner for Lena, Michelle, and the friends who had helped her through the difficult months.

They ate at the same table where she’d once left the police report.

Nobody mentioned Garrett until Iris brought him up.

“I used to think leaving meant losing,” she told them.

“I thought it meant admitting I couldn’t make my marriage work.”

Lena set down her fork.