Diane lifted the suitcase an inch from the ground before setting it down again.

“It’s only clothes,” she said.

Claire stood beside the open door.

“I’m asking you to wait until Mark gets here.”

“For one suitcase?”

“For an answer about where you think you’re staying.”

Diane looked past her into the house.

Claire could see her trying to compare the room she had imagined with the doorway in front of her.