Angela found out about the dinner at four o'clock.
I had been trying to figure out how to mention it casually and failing completely and she found the text thread on my phone because I left it on the counter unlocked while I went to check on Eli and when I came back she was reading it with the particular expression of a woman who had been waiting for something and had just found the evidence.
She looked up.
"Dinner," she said.
"It's just dinner," I said.
"With Luca Carver."
"It's just dinner Angela."
She put the phone down and looked at me.
"Okay," she said.
"That's it?" I said. "Just okay?"
"What do you want me to say?" she said. "You're a grown woman. You signed your divorce papers this morning. If you want to have dinner with the man whose baby you're carrying that is entirely
