Her smile turned a little phony. “You know, I don’t think you can use ‘condole’ that way. I think you can ‘condole with’ someone. But you can’t ‘condole’ someone.” “No, Reva. I’m not condoling you. The necklace is.” “But that’s not the right word, I think. You can console someone.” “No, you can’t,” I said. “Anyway, you know what I mean.”
