"Don't forget," Damien said that morning as Maya buttoned her blouse, "my parents land at four."She was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting her collar. "You told me."
"I'm serious, Maya. They're only in London for two days."
"I know."
He watched her through the reflection. She looked composed. Focused. Already somewhere else in her mind.
"Try to come early," he added.
She picked up her handbag. "I'll try."
That word again, try.
They dropped Layrus at her mother's house like always. Maya kissed her son twice before stepping away. Damien noticed she lingered a second longer than usual as if steadying herself On the drive to their respective offices, they barely spoke.
Damien had arranged an early shift so he could leave before noon. He wanted everything perfect today. No del
