We sat there for a bit.

“I want to say something and I’d like to get it out in one go,” I said.

“For about three hours on Saturday night I hated you.

I stood in a service pantry and I built a whole person out of nothing and I hated her.

And then I heard you tell my mother-in-law that she lost a grandchild and I lost a daughter, and that she should know the difference.

“You didn’t know I was in the building.