Sorry? For what he had nearly done, or for what he was about to do? Sorry. He had apologized to me many times in many ways before, but his apologies had always been oblique, ‘Eat with me, Dana. Sarah is cooking up something special.’ Or, ‘Here, Dana, here’s a new book I bought for you in town.’ Or, ‘Here’s some cloth, Dana. Maybe you can make yourself something from it.’ Things. Gifts given when he knew he had hurt or offended me. But he had never before said, ‘I’m sorry, Dana.’