“Did you do that?” he asked her.
Brooke’s eyes moved around the room, calculating. Then she said, “We needed it.”
“We?” Evan repeated.
“You were going to just let her sit on all of this,” Brooke said, and the voice she used was the voice of someone genuinely aggrieved, which I found instructive. She was not performing indignation. She actually felt it.continue reading …
