Lainey POV
Sally topped off our coffee and went away again.
As he sat across me he didn't look at me. He looked at the candle, and then at his plate, and he pushed a piece of pot roast an inch to the left with his fork.
"It did die," he said. "The phone. I plugged it in when I got in the car. That's why it had a charge by the time I got home. I wasn't lying to you, Lane. I just didn't think to say all of that at nine in the morning."
It was another good answer. He was full of them lately.
It took forty minutes to drive home from the hospital. I didn't know how much a phone could charge in forty minutes. I only knew I was sitting in my favorite dress, doing math about it.
I shook my head.
"Just stop, Travis. I really don't want to do this here."
"I'm trying to tell you."
"I know. N
