Chapter 23“Samuel?”
“I’m sorry to just drop in on you like this.”
Looking to avoid alerting the children, Ruth stepped out onto the front stoop and drew the door closed behind her. “What are you doing here?”
It had been exactly a week since their argument, and Ruth had all but resigned herself to the idea that she would never see or hear from him again.
“I was hoping we could talk.”
“Um. Okay. Just a moment.” Ruth ducked inside and drew Nili’s olive-green cardigan from the chair in the entry.
“Ruti?” Nili said, coming down the hall. “Is everything all right?”
Ruth bit her lip and pushed the door open just wide enough for Nili to see Samuel, his back turned to them, hands shoved in his pants’ pockets as he peered out toward the street.
Nili acknowledged the delicate situation with a
