"But the truth is," Margaret continued, "we’ve realized you’re just a footnote in a very long, very excellent book. We’re going to the bistro for martinis now. You aren't invited." The Aftermath
She paused, looking at her friends. They all shared a small, knowing smile—the kind of smile only women who have survived everything together can manage.
As they walked out, leaving Julian alone with his gold walker and his murky aura, Dot leaned in. "Do you think we were too mean?"
"But the truth is," Margaret continued, "we’ve realized you’re just a footnote in a very long, very excellent book. We’re going to the bistro for martinis now. You aren't invited." The Aftermath
She paused, looking at her friends. They all shared a small, knowing smile—the kind of smile only women who have survived everything together can manage. old mature girlies
As they walked out, leaving Julian alone with his gold walker and his murky aura, Dot leaned in. "Do you think we were too mean?" "But the truth is," Margaret continued, "we’ve realized