Explaining Herself
I locked eyes with Katie, my patience wearing thin. “I need you to explain—quickly,” I said, my voice steady but firm. “I don’t have all day, and I need answers now.” Her expression shifted, the gravity of the moment sinking in. She knew there was no time for hesitation or idle chatter. I could feel the weight of my friends’ stares lingering on us, their curiosity palpable but irrelevant. What mattered was understanding why Katie had approached me so abruptly—and what she wanted.
Explaining Herself
A Town Unmentioned
Katie drew a deep breath before speaking. “I live in a town not far from here,” she said calmly. Her words left me puzzled as I strained to remember if my husband had ever mentioned visiting nearby towns. Nothing surfaced. Sensing my confusion, she added, “It’s not a place he would have brought up, is it?” Her steady tone belied the weight of her words, which only deepened the mystery surrounding his actions and whereabouts.
A Town Unmentioned
