She was withholding something from me.
Alison’s mouth opened and closed.Sweetheart, I’ll have to check my schedule and get back to you.”
She picked up her bag and got up, using somewhat shaky hands to smooth her skirt.Are you leaving already? I also got up.Lately, work has been really hectic.
With her back to me, she stopped at the door.Are you leaving already?
I briefly believed that she might turn around and be honest with me.
Rather, she forced a smile over her shoulder and shook her head. “I’ll see you Monday for our usual coffee.”
I sat by myself in the silence of my studio as the door clicked shut behind her.
There was a problem.
I had sensed it as soon as she revealed the reunion, and now I felt it more intensely.
I was afraid she might come back to me and be honest.
Alison wasn’t attempting to avoid hurting my feelings.
She was attempting to prevent me from doing something.
And I would have to investigate on my own if she refused to tell me what was happening.
I checked the website for the reunion.
And what I saw there instantly disproved Alison’s casual remark that I had been left out because of a lack of organization.
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