Juliette couldn’t even think of lying down yet. She paced from one bedpost to another, gesturing with her hands every now and then and almost panting from walking so fast. “I can’t believe how quickly she’s changed.” She glanced at Roger every now and then to make sure he was still listening. “I’ve been so worried about her leaving, about going through another round of good-byes, you know. All that stuff.” Roger nodded, so Juliette continued. “And then it just came together. I mean, you encouraged me to have the conversation and get it out of the way, and it was like she had just been waiting for that very moment, for that exact question. She wasn’t flippant, but there wasn’t any second guessing, either.”
“Almost sounds like it was too easy.”
At Roger’s murmur, Juliette froze halfway bet
