Three Suitcases Arrived on Claire’s Porch—Then a Police Call Exposed What Her Husband Had Promised Without Asking Her
Mark nodded.
“Will you still be here?”
Claire looked around the kitchen, at the table where she had been working before his message, at the door through which Diane had expected to bring her belongings.
“Where else would I be?”
He gave a tired, uncertain smile.
“I don’t know.”
The answer was imperfect and honest.
Claire almost smiled back.