I stared at him.
“I’ve waited for you for 16 years, Eric.”
“Why did you?”
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“That’s an exaggeration.”
“Remember Ariana’s birthday dinner? Or the flight we missed because you wouldn’t leave the house? You blamed me for both.”
He shifted his weight.
“Those were accidents.”
“And leaving me at a rest stop wasn’t. You wanted to leave me behind, Eric. You made a choice.”
“That’s an exaggeration.”
After a pause, he said, “I’m sorry. Can we please move past this?”
“Not tonight.”
“Amy, everyone’s waiting for us. They’re expecting us to walk out happy.”
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I almost laughed.
After everything that had happened, he was still worried about people waiting.
“Then let’s go back.”
“Not tonight.”
***
When we returned, Sandra was bringing dinner to the table.
One relative glanced between us.
“Eric’s apologized, Amy. Maybe you two should settle this privately.”
“I would have preferred that,” I said. “But I needed someone to pick me up.”
