Susan was alone. At least that was a relief.
“Hey,” I said as she walked in.
She looked at me but said nothing. She walked over and sat at the other end of the table.
“I just wanted to talk to you,” I continued, “to see if we can find a way to move on from all this. I know things will never be like they were before, but I just want to get to a place where you and I can be civil with each other… for both our sakes.”
She crossed her arms and gave me a hard look. And more of the silent treatment.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “About Nolan. I know that was hard for you.”
Susan looked away and I saw tears flash into her eyes. One rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away quickly with the sleeve of her sweater.
“You have to understand, though,” I explained, “that I never asked for any of this.
