What was wrong with Lucy? This was supposed to be a secret between them, so why did she have to send such a stupid text? What was she supposed to tell Bryan now? Sonia mused as she wrung her hands together and looked everywhere else but at Bryan, who was watching her and waiting for an answer.
"Let's go to Tom's house. I will tell you about it when we get…."
"No. I want to hear about whatever this is right here and now. You could have told me at the house last night or this morning, but you didn't, so you don't get to choose where or when to tell me anymore. Spill it, Sonia! What are you hiding from me? What is Lucy talking about?" Bryan asked, fighting back his impatience at her attitude.
Sonia took a deep breath as she braced herself to tell him the truth, "Okay. You're right. I'm sorry," she said quietly as she folded both hands on her lap and then looked out of the window, unable to meet his gaze.
