She took it with shaking hands. Her whole body was trembling, quivering with grief. She looked like she’d aged a decade in five minutes. Her eyes were red and wide, but she did not weep. Julian had never seen her cry, not once. Julian realized he should’ve been the one to check on his mother, to get her a drink, to comfort her, but he couldn’t bring himself to move. Rosamond waved Sutter away, and he and Desoto returned to their seats. Reynoso and Perez watched her like she was a bomb about to explode. Probably because she was.
