“What are you talking about?”
I told her.
Quietly.
Without making a scene.
I told her Adrian had been engaged to me three months earlier.
I told her about the accident.
The closed casket.
The funeral I attended.
Sarah stared at me.
“That’s impossible.”
“I wish it were.”
She turned toward Colleen.
“Is she lying?”
Colleen said nothing.
Sarah’s face changed immediately.
“Ms. Colleen?”
Still nothing.
Then Adrian appeared at the far end of the hallway.
He stopped when he saw me.
For the first time that day, he looked
