“You are not coming over today,” Ethan said.

“And you are never coming over to run our household again.”

“I saved your life!” Sylvia declared loudly into the speaker.

“You called me three weeks ago complaining about how exhausting your life was!

I paid four hundred dollars a month for a maid service out of my own pocket so you would not fail!”

Ethan looked down at the floor, then raised his head to meet my eyes across the table.

“You did not save me,” Ethan said.