She hasn’t said what she wants you to pay for, he said.

She hasn’t said why Dad told Danny I stopped, either.

No, he said.

I folded the note back along its original creases and I did a thing that surprised me: I did not throw it away, and I did not answer it.

I put it in the drawer of the dining room cabinet, on top of the canceled transfer confirmation, and I left the flap unsealed.

I was not slamming a door.