She swept them under.

She cared about how a room looked, not about who was being hurt in it.

Chapter 4 — The Seating Chart

The second sign came an hour before dinner.

I walked into my in-laws’ suite to drop off the finalized itinerary and found Roxanne laughing with Grover, Lindsay’s older brother, over a handwritten sheet on the coffee table.

Grover was forty-one and still living as though some miraculous deal were always one week away from rescuing him from a life he’d never actually built.