I worked with her for years.”

“Then why did she let me think—”

“Because,” I said, “you were enjoying the sound of your own assumptions.”

Ruth stood near the doorway with the serving dish still in her hands.

I could see her trying to decide whether she should put it down or retreat.

Wendell glanced at the other guests.

“I suppose the major thinks she’s above an old command sergeant major now.”

Alvarez’s expression tightened.