She nodded.
“That is fair.”
“Lauren is an adult.
She made her own decision about excluding me.
You influenced her, but she was responsible for what she said.”
Margaret looked toward the hall.
“I understand.”
I didn’t know whether she truly did.
Time would show.
I wasn’t prepared to turn one awkward conversation into friendship.
We parted politely.
Near the coat rack, I saw Lauren.
She had been looking for me.
“Are you leaving?”