should meet.”
“No.”
The answer came out so quickly that even I was surprised.
Selina inhaled.
“I’d like to apologize.”
“You can do that over the phone.”
Silence.
“I shouldn’t have said what I said while you were in labor.”
“No.”
“And Rowan should have left dinner.”
“Yes.”
“I was upset.”
“I know.”
“It was my sixtieth birthday.”
“I also know that.”
Her tone softened.
“It felt important.”
“My son’s birth felt important too.”
“I realize that now.”
Something about her sounded almost sincere.
Almost.
But I had learned not
