“Who was she, Adam?” she asked him.
“Who was who?”
“You told me that you came back to Little Bassington because you made the wrong choice. And just now, when I talked about being surrounded by people but still feeling lonely, it was like you knew. Like you really knew. Just for a moment, a light went out in your eyes. Who was she, Adam? What happened?”
knewreally knewwas shehappenedShe heard him sigh as he stood the hardback menu on the table. They’d turned the lights down low, so there was little else to brighten the room beyond the sliver of the moonshine that had broken through the curtains and was now reflecting off his face.
“It wasn’t—” he began, but stopped almost immediately, as if searching for the right frame of reference. “One moment, everything was ordinary and then… everyt
