she looked calmer than I felt.
“You see them?” I asked.
“I see them.”
She picked up my fallen bag and handed it back.
Then Margaret straightened her coat and walked directly toward her son, forcing me to follow.
Daniel didn’t notice us until she said his name.
The moment he turned, surprise became panic, then calculation.
“Mom? Emily? What are you doing here?”
The woman beside him still had both hands wrapped around his arm.
Margaret gave her a polite smile and introduced herself first.
Then she touched my
