Once, when I suggested she stay for supper, she said, “I should get back before Victoria decides we need to discuss it.”

I asked what that meant.

She smiled and said, “You know how she is.”

I did know how Victoria could be.

I did not know what happened when the dining room emptied and there was no guest left to impress.

That ignorance would trouble me for a long time.

The social worker asked whether Hannah had anyone else she trusted.

“She has me,” I said.