Chapter 7“Well, this isn’t easy, but I don’t see the point in beating around the bush.”
That’s the way I started the conversation with Ruben and Margo after I returned to the apartment Sunday afternoon.
Once more the three of us were seated around the dining room table. Not playing a board game this time. Just talking.
Ruben was doing his best to look neutral and failing. He had a slight grimace on his face and his hands were clenched together in front of him.
By contrast, Margo’s expression was open and bright, and she wore a bit of a smile. I suspected they both knew where this conversation was headed.
“This isn’t much notice, but…Sidney’s asked me to move in with him.”
“And?” Ruben asked.
“I’ve said yes.”
Margo’s smile widened. “And you plan for today I assume?”
“Yes. I mean, I
