He furrowed his brow at this, as if upset that shed dared to make such a flippant remark. Ive been thinking about it all day. Literally all day, trying to figure out what we need to do next in order to get over this. But I cant come up with anything because there are these two enormous obstacles. Not just one thing to get over, but two. And the more I think about them, the more I realize that you kept them from me.

Peter, I know. But you

You knew about the tumor for three entire weeks before you bothered telling me. You even went to visit Grandma Tate after getting the news and then came home upset about her diagnosis! Youd think that living through that would have spurred you on, but no. No, you kept it in…and I just cant figure out why.

I had to process it myself, Peter. It was more than just telling you; it was telling Paige. And my God, I still have no idea how to

I know. Youve mentioned it numerous times in the last two days.

Well, its the only answer I have!

She caught herself here, realizing how loud her voice was getting. They stared at one another for a handful of seconds, not speaking. Shed never seen him so angry before. It was chilling in a way shed never quite experienced.

But its the Alex Lynch thing that really gets me, he said, also making sure to keep his voice low. Somehow, he got to someone. He had someone break into our house and go into our daughters room. And why? Because you paid him a visit and stirred shit up again!

Peter, you

No, he shook his head and took a very deep breath. She noticed that he shuddered a bit when he let it out. He was really worked up. Ive spent the bulk of our marriage watching you throw yourself into your work, something I used to really admire and respect about you. But lately its been too muchespecially now that I know about the tumor. You chose to go out to work with that thing in your head before telling your husband and your daughter. That hurts in a way I cant even explain and…I dont…

She reached out across the bar for his hand, but he would not give it to her. Peter…

He turned away from her, looking toward the kitchen sink. Ive spent the past half an hour or so packing a bag. Im leaving, Rachel.

What? You cant be seri