Chapter 12
Over the long week, the strangeness had worn off around town, at least a little. Aaron still wasn’t sure if they were better off going into town together, where they’d be perceived as “that couple” or separately, which opened each of them up to questions.
Now it was Friday and Aaron had felt disconnected and restless all day. Jane was off to London to consult with an IRS specialist for ex-pats about some tax issue with her closed business. When he’d offered to go with her, she’d brushed it off. “I’m assured that it is simply reporting and paperwork. Nothing I can’t handle. Work with Trent. Have a good time.” Just as well. He didn’t know squat about taxes and business finance.
Have a good time.
What did that look like without Jane around? A stone wall and a pint at the pub af
