Ten minutes earlier, I’d called Elon because he’d promised to try to be home by six.
It was after seven.
“What is it, Madeline?” he’d said.
“I was wondering if you’re heading home, honey.”
“No. I’m working.”
“You said you’d try for six.”
“What is it, Madeline?”
“Things changed.”
Sophie had fussed against my shoulder.
“I made that chicken you like. I thought maybe you could help with her bath tonight.”
Elon sighed.
“Maddie, can you stop checking up on me?”
“I’m not checking up on you.”
“It feels like it. I’m working to support us. You know how important my job is.”
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“I’m sorry.”
The apology came out before I’d even decided I owed him one.
“Okay, I’ll see you later. Love you.”
He hadn’t bothered to reply.
