Then the bathroom door opened, and he moved aside with a pleasant smile.

“Drive safe.”

In the car, Clara stared at the heater vents.

“I’m sorry I wanted to come.”

“You wanted an explanation.”

“I thought if I asked in front of everyone, one of them would answer.”

I waited at an empty intersection, the red signal washing across the windshield.

“Do you want any more dinners there?”