how her relationship with Garret had changed all their lives, would leave it at that.
âClaudineâs right.â Dani canted her head, thoughtful. âLook. I know a thing or two about getting divorced. Youâve got a whole new life that youâve got to get used to now.â
Thea put down her lemonade; the glass was dripping wet with condensation. âWhat do you mean, a whole new life? I like my life.â
âYouâre divorced now,â Dani said. âLifeâs going to change. And you might as well be ready.â
âIt is like this.â Claudine uncrossed her legs and sat up, leaning her arms on the table. She tied her dark blond hair in a spiky bun as she spoke. âPeople have to collect experiencesâlike I do. I try to collect all experiences, good and bad. This is a great time for you to become a bigger person, nâest pas ? Branch out. Try new things.â
âLike what?â Thea asked.
Lettieâs voice was soft but hopeful. âWhatever you like or donât like,â she said.
Thea got up, unsticking her sundress from her skin, and went to the railing of the patio. A hundred pint-sized fir trees were lined up like little soldiers, the evening shadows sinking into the gulfs between rows. The air was heavy, and haze softened the distant hills so they were nearly indistinguishable from the sky.
Daniâs words echoed in some deep place within her: Youâre divorced now. Lifeâs going to change . Already, she could feel the primary purposes of her lifeâher reasons for livingâbeing relegated to the sidelines. Sheâd felt so comfortable in her role as wife, as mother. But perhaps Jonathan was right. Perhaps sheâd been operating on autopilot for a few years too long.
âIrinaâs been going to see her father every weekend,â she said, her back to the group. âAnd Iâm glad he wants to be with her so much. But it feels so strange . . .â
âWhy?â Rochelle asked gently.
âIrina gives me these in-depth reports. What Jonathan ate for breakfast. How the bathroom at her uncleâs house has water jets in the walls. It makes me feel so . . . left out.â
âUnderstandable,â Dani said.
âBut thereâs more.â Thea turned around to face them; it felt good to be talking. She hadnât realized how much sheâd bottled up. âSome days sheâll come home and say, âWe all went kayaking down the river in Providence,â or âWe all played Yahtzee and I won.â And I realize, sheâs talking about all of them âmy family. Everyone getting together, but not me.â
âThey canât very well invite you.â Claudine put out her cigarette on the bottom of her flip-flop. âYouâre split up. It would be weird.â
âHush,â Rochelle said. She turned to Thea, her doe-brown eyes full of compassion. âHave you tried talking to them about how you feel?â
âThey must know,â Thea said.
âYou gotta speak up for yourself.â Daniâs voice had gotten louder. âAre you still not talking to your husband?â
âI saw him yesterday. It . . . didnât go well.â
âHmm,â Lettie said.
âSo, no . I guess weâre still not talking.â
âBut you must see him when he comes to get Irina,â Dani said.
Thea shook her head. âGarret picked her up again this morning. Which means Jonathanâs back to giving me the cold shoulder. I think itâs meant as punishment. The silent treatment, with the added bonus of making me deal with Garretâwho is not exactly my biggest fan.â
âThe brother? Is he a jerk to you?â Rochelle asked.
âNo more than could be expected.â
âStill acting like a child,â Lettie said, shaking her head. âAnd after all this time.â
Thea laughed a little to herself. âHe once said marrying me was the
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