***
Publicidad
After we hung up, I bought coffee with my emergency cash and found a seat near the front windows.
I was still hoping Eric would turn around.
Instead, Sandra texted.
“Ariana wants to know why I’m leaving. What should I tell her?”
I watched a family climb into their car.
I stared at the question.
I’d even told Ariana certain things were my fault because I didn’t want her upset with her father.
This time, I typed something different.
“Tell her what happened. She’s 22, Sandra. I don’t want you lying for him either.”
Publicidad
I sent the message.
“Tell her what happened.”
***
Ariana called me about 20 minutes later.
“Mom, are you really alone at a rest stop?”
“I’m inside the building. Aunt Sandra’s on her way, baby.”
“Why did Dad leave?”
“He was angry because I took longer than five minutes.”
“Has he even answered your calls?”
“Mom, are you really alone at a rest stop?”