Since We Fell

by Dennis Lehane

But eventually the panic was replaced with a strange, tiny smile. So tiny it was barely a smile at all, just a slight uptick of the right side of her mouth that managed to be smug, bitter, and victorious all at the same time.

He dropped his gaze and looked out at the gray road and blue sky and the fields yellow with the promise of summer. Now, she thought, comes the moment when he threatens you. “Okay,” he said. “Okay, what?” “I’ll give you what you want.”