I nearly dropped the phone from the sheer nerve of it.
That was the exact moment I decided not to confront him right away.
The next morning Clara called me.
“Hey, how’s my favorite donor?” she asked, bright and sweet.
I nearly dropped the phone from the sheer nerve of it.
“I’ve been better,” I said.
She laughed softly. “Still recovering?”There was the tiniest pause.
“Yeah. Actually, I was thinking we should have dinner tomorrow. Just family. You, me, Evan.”
There was the tiniest pause.
Then she said, “Really?”
“Why do you sound surprised?”