I really think we should leave things be, Baker says.
A small dining table stood on one end of the suite. The two of them sat across from each other. Liam kept both her hands in his as they talked.It’s hard for me to depend on other people.
I put that together, he said with a slight smile. Here is the beauty of a truly committed relationship. You’re allowed to depend on someone else. When you’re hurting, they hurt, so it’s on both your radars to fix the problem. Just because you zone out doesn’t stop the other from caring.The last thing I wanted was to hurt you.He squeezed her hands, saw her eyes glisten with unshed tears. Finding out that your girlfriend is three thousand miles away chasing this Spider guy all by herself wasn’t painful, it made me feel helpless. I’m here. You don’t have to do any of this alone.
I see that now. I’ll try.Do or don’t do. There is no try. His words were there to make her grin. They succeeded.
You’re quoting Yoda?
Whatever it takes to make you smile.No, Irene says. Not yet. She stands at the deck railing and looks out at the sky, striped pink as the sun sets out of sight to the left. The water has taken on a purplish hue, and pinpricks of light start to appear on the neighboring islands. This view is probably what someone like Dot thinks of when she thinks vacation. And yet.
I haven’t called you because I don’t want to rain on your parade, Dot says. But Milly is failing, Irene. It’s nothing dramatic, just a steady decline I’ve noticed since the first of the year. She’s not going to die tomorrow—I don’t want you running home—but I figured you ought to know.Irene is silent. Milly has been failing since the first of the year. The day that Russ died. Her only child. It’s almost as if she sensed it.
Is she awake now? Irene asks. Can I speak with her?She’s been asleep for hours, Dot says. But I’ll tell her you called. Around lunchtime is best, if you want to try again tomorrow.