The Crate in the Parking Lot
Six minutes, start to finish, between the toasts and the cake.
Solveig said something approving.
Ines asked a question about the timing.
Teddy did not say anything, which was Teddy keeping her word.
Bea had her arms folded and was looking at the floor.
And Willa, who is fifteen and who had been on her phone for the entire dinner in the way that fifteen-year-olds are, said, without looking up:
“Does she get to say anything?”
Odile said, “What?”