Chapter 15
“I’m really sorry,” Caleb said, sounding breathless, as if he’d run out to his car to make the call — which, Rosemary reflected, was probably exactly what had happened. “But the meeting sort of turned into a dinner thing with the crew, and I can’t really beg off — ”
“It’s fine,” Rosemary told him, even though she knew it wasn’t really fine. But what else was she supposed to do? It wasn’t as if she was going to tell him to inform his director that he already had plans for dinner and needed to leave. At the same time, though, she wished she had something else she could be doing tonight, anything but sitting alone in this big empty house. A sudden thought occurred to her, and she added, “I might go over to my mom’s place. She was just complaining the other night that the two of u
