Because you’re here.The woman pressed her lips to one another. “Haven’t you considered that I’ve had enough? That maybe we all have…”
. “You want the story. I know you do,” Lydia told her, c*****g her head. “Otherwise you wouldn’t be here.”
Lydia had expected a response. Instead she watched as the woman stood and walked to the door, opening it hesitantly. She turned and paused just inside the frame. “I want answers; you’re right about that much, at least,” she said looking back over her shoulder. She shook her head slightly. “But you see, it takes two people to play a game, Lydia. And only one of us here is playing.”
Lydia offered the woman a smile even though both knew this was no smiling matter. Still, it was a pleasant smile. The kind that welcomed one in and invited them to stay awh
