“Is his infidelity the reason your marriage ended?” Ilmari asks. “One of the many reasons,” I admit. “It certainly sped things along.” Ilmari glances down to my buzzing phone. “Your phone is ringing.” “I know,” I reply, gazing resolutely out the windshield as I watch the palm trees flash by. “It’s him,” Ilmari intuits again. “Yes.” “Rachel told me today might be difficult for you, though she didn’t say why. She’s given me strict instructions to bring you home with me.”
