Then she looked me dead in the eye.
"That's right," she said. "And you're already out the door. You just didn't know it yet."
"Claire, stop," Mark snapped.
He didn't say "what does that mean?" He said stop, the way you tell someone to stop before they spill a secret.
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And you're already out the door. You just didn't know it yet."
"What does she mean?" I asked. "Mark?"
"We'll talk about it later," Mark said.
He reached for my arm. I stepped out of reach.
"No. She just announced to every person in this room that I'm being removed from my own marriage. I'd like to hear it now."
"What does she mean?"
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"Jen, please."
"Now, Mark."
Claire gave a short laugh and tugged the apron straight, like she was enjoying the feel of it.
"Oh, let me," she said. "Fine. I'll be simple about it. I realized that I made a mistake when I ended my marriage to Mark. I missed him. So months ago, I told him I wanted him back."
