“You know her?”
Lauren nodded.
“Tania.”
Mark closed his eyes.
“Who is Tania?”
Lauren looked at him.
“I’d like to hear that from my husband.”
Nobody spoke.
Lauren raised her voice.
“Who is she, Mark?”
A few guests noticed.
Conversations quieted.
Mark rubbed both hands over his face.
“I was trying to fix something.”
Lauren gave a tiny, broken laugh.
“Fix what?”
He looked at the envelope in my hand.
I gave it to Lauren.
Her fingers trembled.
Mark stepped forward.
“Please don’t open that here.”
She immediately backed away from him.
That movement seemed to hurt him.
Good.
“Why?”Plan Family Trips
“Because we should talk alone.”
“You had a chance to talk to me alone.”
She tore open the envelope.
Inside was a photograph.
And a folded note.
Lauren pulled out the photograph first.
She stared at it.
Her entire body seemed to stiffen.
“What?”
I stepped closer.
