Well, Henry didn't frown at her or show that he was angry. That should mean something good, right?
Lily walked into the kitchen and dropped a bag of groceries on the cabinet.
"What's that?" Henry asked.
"Groceries," came her reply.
"I thought you got something for me," Henry said to her.
"Something like what?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. These days, what do girlfriends get for their boyfriends when they attend their parents' anniversary alone? Maybe a bottle of wine?"
Lily said nothing regarding that. She just looked at Henry. His eyes looked like he had been crying since the day she left. She had seen his calls, but she had been with John. She could not risk her career with his sordid questions about how things were going with her parents. And if he had not been crying his eyes ou
