Inside, Audrey was crying in the downstairs bathroom.
“Then everybody wins.”
He drove off before I could ask more.
Inside, Audrey was crying in the downstairs bathroom.
“Sweetheart?”
“Go away.”
“It’s none of your business! Just leave me alone!”
“Did Derek upset you?”
“No!”
“Then talk to me.”
She opened the door, cheeks wet.
“It’s none of your business! Just leave me alone!”
She’d never spoken to me that way.
That night, I asked Scott to question Derek.
I stepped aside, more shocked than angry.
That night, I asked Scott to question Derek.
“About a drive-through argument?”
“About why Audrey was crying.”
“You’re reading too much into it. I’ve known Derek thirty years.”
I slept badly.
As the others filed out, a woman with a clipboard approached.
The next afternoon, I swapped shifts and drove to the studio without telling Scott. I wanted to speak to Audrey alone.
