I couldn’t breathe seeing them. They weren’t doing anything. They were even too close, but the sight of them in matching cloaks, laughing, looking so at peace together was too much. He was even wearing a clean shirt, pants, and shoes. I marched toward them and cut them off.
The two older people looked at me kindly.
“Hello—”
“What are you doing with her?” I asked. “Is this what you’ve been doing all this time?”
“Hedy,” he said sternly. “This is not the time or the place.”
“The hell it isn’t!” I cried. “Look at you! You’re so cozy with her. I haven’t seen you in days. You haven’t even called to check on me, and you’re here with her to what? Get married?”
“Really?” Wren asked from behind me. “You’ve come to your senses?”
Candido glared over my head at Wren. “Uncle Wren, please. Don’t
