Richard plated the final dish and took off his apron, his tone chilly. "She'll be gone after this meal."

"Have you lost all your conscience? You actually want me to leave?" Susan glared at him.

"Susan, know when to stop! Don't cause any more trouble for me." Richard's face was stony, his patience clearly worn thin.

"So petty," Susan muttered, then reached out to pull me toward the dining table.

It was like she had completely forgotten that just yesterday, she was ...