"I'll send the details," I said.
She and David walked out together, and I sat at the table and watched them go.
Anya was still sitting across from me.
She hadn't said much since she and David came back, and she didn't say much now. She turned her water glass in her hands and looked at the table.
"I'm sorry about that," I said. "I should have told you he'd be here."
"It's all right," she said. She looked up. "It was always going to happen eventually. We're in overlapping circles." A pause. "I just wasn't prepared for today."
"No." I looked toward the door through which David and Rachel had just disappeared. "Neither was he."
We left the site shortly after. The drive back was quiet. Anya sat in the passenger seat of my car and looked out the window at the mountain road giving way to c
