She did not turn, but instead began to walk faster.
“Maya?”
The sound of footsteps carried from far and sounded closer to her with each passing second. Then she felt a hand on her shoulder, bringing her to a halt.
“Are you leaving already? I didn’t get a chance to see you.”
Faking a smile, Maya turned.
“I’m sorry. I realized it was late and I did not want to bother you or your children.”
Her mother had been clear about where she stood.
“Bother? I’ve told you, you’re welcome to come around anytime. I wouldn’t have known of your arrival if Jane had not informed me. I’m glad I caught you. We’re about to have dinner, come join us.”
Maya quickly shook her head. This time it did not mean utter disbelief and shock as to how malicious a person could be.
“Thanks for the offer, but if
