*Too late. She isn't alone.*
Four words and Adrian had gone completely still, the kind of still that wasn't calm, the kind that happened when someone's mind was moving very fast behind a face that had stopped showing anything at all, I recognized it, three years of marriage had made me fluent in every version of Adrian's silence and this one was the worst kind, this was the silence that meant something had already gone wrong and he was calculating exactly how wrong before he told me.
"What does that mean?"
He didn't answer immediately.
"Adrian."
"I'm thinking."
"Think out loud."
His jaw tightened, he set the phone down carefully, too carefully, the way people handled things when they were trying not to show how badly their hands were shaking, I stepped closer and looked at the scree
