wiped the floor before we left. She said nobody would believe me.
Her breathing caught, and then she coughed.
Red stained her teeth.
He has someone else, she said.
I kept pressure against the scarf. Who.
I don’t know her name. Sylvia said I had to be gone so she could sit at the table. His mistress. She said I was embarrassing him.
The word table struck me strangely.
My own table had been prepared for three.
At Marcus’s house, a woman had been assaulted and discarded so another woman
