He leaned down and kissed my head. I kept my face still.
“You should take it easy.”
“I am.”
He went to wash his hands. I stared at the hallway and thought, You touched her and then came home and touched me.
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?”
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