Sean interrupted.
“We’ve already talked about this.”
“No,” I said. “You talked about the rules. We haven’t talked about the truth.”
The room fell silent.
I continued.
“I want to know why the two of you discussed exchanging partners before either of us was informed. I want to know what you expected to happen, and I want to know whether either of you has left out information that would change the way your spouse understands this arrangement.”
Nancy looked at Sean.
Sean looked at Alex.
It was the first time all evening that nobody seemed to know what to say.
Then the doorbell rang.
Everyone turned toward the entrance.
Sean frowned.
“Are we expecting someone?”
I stood up.
“Yes.”
I walked to the front door.
My hand rested on the handle for a moment.
I thought about the last eighteen years, the trust I had given Sean, and the friendship I had shared with Nancy.
