Chapter 58

“You’re very honest, aren’t you?”

“I try to be.”

“And it shows.”

A heavy silence hung between us. The silence stretched for a minute, two minutes, more than five minutes. I stared from Tacoma to the manuscript’s pages in front of me on the desk. Neither of us said anything to each other during that time.

Eventually he broke the silence and asked, “Can I ask you a question, Robert?”

I didn’t look at him, keeping my view on The Next Fall. “Yes. If you must.”

“Why were you jealous of Katz sleeping with me?”

My head lifted and I stared directly at him with an opened mouth. How shocking that moment was for me. How absurd. How crippling for me. How real and necessary to hear. “I really don’t know why. Is there a plausible answer? Maybe. Maybe not. I just know that you’re easy to look at. I can’t quit thinking of you when you’re not around. I don’t know if that makes any sense to you or not, but it’s the truth. All of it. Every word.”