“Then they also need to pay for the private decisions they make.” His eyes flashed.

He accused me of trying to control his marriage.

I told him that was precisely why I had stepped out of their finances.

We both fell silent as a server refilled our coffee.

I asked the final question.

Would he want me at his table if I couldn’t afford another transfer?

Daniel opened his mouth, then closed it.

He did not answer quickly enough.