this is a crazy situation。〃
He went to the front window and stared out at the darkness。 〃I never
promised you more。〃
Well； he was right。 A heavy weight settled in Anne's stomach。 Head
bowed； she rose from the sofa； reached for the empty mug； and headed for
the kitchen。 At the door； she stopped； but she didn't turn。 〃Have you
had any supper？〃
〃No。〃
〃I'll make something。〃
〃That's not necessary。〃
〃I'll do it。〃
Five minutes later； she sat across from him and watched him down the
club sandwich that she had made with the chicken that had gone uneaten
on Friday night。 Conversation was sparse and cryptic； pounding her
frustration。 〃Thank you；〃 he said when only crumbs remained。 〃That hit
the spot。〃
〃I'm glad I've finally done something right；〃 she murmured； standing to
clear the dishes。
He caught her hand。 〃What's that supposed to mean？〃
〃I think you know。〃 She freed her hand and she continued to the sink。
Suddenly he was directly behind her。 〃You've been vague about something
for the last hour。 What is it？〃
Fiercely； she scrubbed at the dish。
〃You're angry because I showed up late？〃
〃No。〃
〃What else could it be？ I sent word。 I even did it through Miles so you
wouldn't worry that I knew your last name。〃
〃That's not bothering me。〃
He turned her around。 〃Look at me； Anne。〃
Her hands dr