was going, although the suitcase answered him. I told him I was driving home. Claire still held the spare key, and briefly she looked as if she expected him to talk me back into the guest room.
“It’s late,” he said. “Can’t we deal with this tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow you have plans for me that I didn’t make.” I wanted to get home while I was calm enough to drive. I said goodnight and closed the door behind me.
I didn’t leave Ethan and Lucy alone. Their parents were both there,
