He looked exhausted.
Good.
Behind him, Margot sat at the dining table crying.
The children were asleep.
For a moment, I almost felt sorry for her.
Almost.
“Catherine.”
I walked past him.
Sandra followed.
The moment Benjamin saw the legal briefcase, his face changed.
“What is this?”
“My attorney.”
His confidence vanished.
Margot looked confused.
Benjamin wasn’t.
He remembered.
