I must have been overly chummy because he decided to join us. He walked down the short drive to the barn, causing a big rock to fill my throat.
Josie looked at me. “You okay?”
I couldn’t breathe well enough to answer.
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.” She nodded in Harvey’s direction, fully understanding my anxiety. I’d had plenty of time on the drive home to explain my Harvey Issue to her.
I wasn’t at all sure how it could possibly be fine, but was in no position to argue.
Instead I smiled wanly at my husband and waved a hand over the pizza.
I had to make sure he didn’t go into the barn. The urgency of this helped my voice return. “Hi, darling, welcome home. Have some food!”
“No, I’m not hungry. Just thought I’d say hi. Why’s the trailer still hitched up?”
What was his obsession with
