She laughs. “Not really. What good would it have done? I think karma tends to have a way of working itself out.”
“I get it,” I say, and I leave it at that. Even though I don’t get it. Not at all. But I’ve heard enough about him for one day. He’s irrelevant. I have too much going on to be bothered by this now. Still, it’s been a few days since I’ve seen her this happy.
It helps when we talk about him. That’s why I let her go on and on.
Also, I had a breakthrough yesterday. And she really seems to like those.
“Thank you,” I finally add.
“For what?”
I press my lips together. “For showing me how easy it can be to let go.”
* * *
“Thanks again, for hosting,” Scott says, glancing around the table. Everything is perfect; I made sure of that. Josie helped.
“It’s our pleasure,” I tell him,
