Thursday, 11 amTwo days before her wedding, Mary put the whole sordid affair behind her as best she could and focused on final preparations. She just couldn’t spare the space necessary were she to start thinking of a re-opening to her California family.
Eileen had no such distractions. She and Tom rode quietly on the train home. She was in her office Thursday when she got the call. It was Kate.
“I know you work in White Plains. I just got off the train. I need to talk to you.”
Eileen thought of the lobby of a new hotel and gave directions to Kate. Ten minutes later they were sitting in the hotel lounge. Each had a coffee. Kate had the floor.
“After I left the restaurant and went to my hotel last night, I walked and found myself going to St. Joseph’s in the Village, near NYU. It’s been
