Everything was already done.

The papers were signed, the board had voted, the audit was complete, the folder was on the lectern.

All that remained was for the truth to be spoken aloud, and my husband was, at that very moment, applauding the arrival of it.

I did not applaud.

I stood still, and I watched him clap, and I waited for Thurston to say my name.

And then Thurston looked directly at me.