About how we left things.”

“Us,” I repeated.

“I found the cutest little shop down here.

There’s a wooden train for Micah, and a doll for Elsie that cost more than my first car did.” She laughed again, smoother this time.

“I want to come home early.

Friday.

We sit down, just you and me, and sort out the paperwork quietly.”

“Quietly,” I said.