“YOU MEAN YOU NEVER knew he had become a priest?”
Helen chuckles at Vivian’s astonishment. “No,” she shakes her head. “I hadn’t laid eyes on Tom, or even heard from him, in twenty years.”
“And Tom,” Vivian turns to me, “you didn’t know she’d become a police officer.”
“No clue at all,” I say. “When I left—” I pause as the words stick in my throat. “When I left her, she was on her way to Duke Law School.”
I glance at Helen, the tinge of sorrow I feel reflected in her face.
“Well, what did you both think?”
We stare at each other across the table. Helen’s told me some of her thoughts, and I’ve told her some of mine. But how much to reveal?
“Honestly?” Helen says. “I was shocked. But part of me was thrilled to see him again. We’d been together for over three years in school, and had beco
