He answered it.
She nodded.
I watched his hands the entire meal.
They were steady.
Relaxed.
He refilled his water glass and made a small joke about the weather and laughed at his own joke the way he always did.
He had no idea what was sitting in my cardigan pocket.
After dinner, he settled into his chair in the living room with the television on.
Food & Drink
I washed the dishes.
Ava dried them.
We didn’t speak.
We didn’t need to.
At nine-thirty, I said I was tired and went upstairs.
Daniel said goodnight without looking away from the screen.
I sat on the edge of the bed and took out Chloe’s note.
*I’m scared.
I love you.*
She had been scared.
She had tried to call me.
And I had been sitting at my sister’s table with a glass of wine, and I had not picked up the phone.
I folded the note carefully and placed it inside the lining of my own coat, hanging on the back of the bedroom door.
Communications Equipment
Then I heard it.
Low voices downstairs.
Daniel’s, and then Ava’s.
I moved to the top of the stairs without turning on the light.
“—just checking in,” Daniel was saying.
His voice was light.
Casual.
The voice he used when he was not being casual at all.
“I’m fine,” Ava said.
Bedroom
“Just tired.”
“You seemed upset earlier.”
“Anniversary.
I told you.”
A pause.
“You know you can always talk to me,” Daniel said.
“About anything.”
I pressed my back against the wall.
“I know,” Ava said.
“Good.” Another pause.
“Sleep well.”
His footsteps moved toward the kitchen.
The tap ran briefly.
Then silence.
I went back to the bedroom and sat in the dark for a long time.
He was testing her.
