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    Oneminutehewasthisway,thenexthewasthatway,hadhegoneschizoorwhat?


    “Ihaven’tevendivorcedyet;wherewoulda‘fianceeefrom?”RemingtonlookeddownatLizettawithamockinggaze.


    “Butdidn’tyoujustsayyouweregoingtosendmeaweddinginvite?”Lizettawaspuzzled.


    Remingtonsnorted,“Wasn’tthatyourlinefirst?”


    “Ineversaidthat,shebegantoretortinstinctively,underhisicystare.


    Thenithitherthatitwasindeedherwhohadfirstmentionednotforgettingtosendheraweddinginvite,inconversationwithEvelina,and justsohappenedtobeoverheardbyRemington.Shecouldn’thelpbutclenchherfingers.


    WasRemingtonjusttryingtogetariseoutofher?Lizettagotannoyed,“So,aren’tyouguysmeetingtheparentstodaytotalkabout engagement?”


    Remingtonletoutachuckle,“Bigamyisjailtime,youknow.”


    Athiswords,Lizettasuddenlyfeltasenseofrelief,anditwasonlythensherealizedshecouldn’tgenuinelywishhimandEvelinawell, norwassheasindifferentasshethoughtshewas.


    “OK.”


    “Areyougettinginthecaryourself,ordoIneedtohelpyou?”Remingtonfrowned,clearlyrunningoutofpatience.


    Headbowed,Lizettagotintothecarwithoutfurtherobjection.


    Asingasettledintothedriver’sseat,Lizettawrinkledherlittlenose,“You’vebeencanyouevendrive?”


    Therewasafaintsmellofalcoholonhim.Withoutlookingather,Remingtonsmoothly.pulledthecaroutoftheparkingspacewithone handandsimplyreplied,“Didn’tdrink.”


    Lizettawas takenabackagain;shehadclearlyseenKevintoastingRemingtonearlier.IfRemingtonwastrulynningtomarry Evelina,therewasnowayhecouldrefuseadrinkfromhisfuturefather–inw.


    Seemedliketheengagementtalkwasallsmokeandmirrors.ProbablyEvelinaandramadeupthoserestroomwhispersonpurpose afterseeingher,andEvelinaandHannawerefoolinghertoo.


    Lizetta’sexpressionsoftened,andsheunconsciouslyletoutalong-heldsighofrelief.Realizingherownhappiness,Lizettabithertongue,findingherselfridiculouslyamusing.


    Shehadsaidshewantedtoletgo,tobefreeandeasy,yethereshewas,gettingallworkedupagain.Besides,Remingtononlysaidhe wouldn’tgetengagednowbecausesheandheweren’tofficiallydivorcedyet!


    Itdidn’tmeanhewouldn’tgetengagedormarriedtoEvelinainthefuture.Itwasjustamatteroftime,sowhatwasthereforhertobeso excitedandhopefbout?Talkedaboutbeingpathetic.


    “Address.”


    Nexttoher,Remington’scoolvoicebroughther back tothepresent,andLizettaquicklygave


    himtheaddress.


    ItwastheaddressofthenewapartmentsheandYndahadrented,aceRemingtonhadneverbeento.


    ItwasonlythenthathelookedatLizettaagain,“Whyaren’tyoustayingatthe‘friendly‘senior’sceanymore?”


    Histonewassarcastic.Lizettashothimalook,“Don’tknowwhatyou’retalkingabout.”


    Remingtonletoutasoftchuckleanddidn’tdwellonit.Afterall,hermovingoutfromHogan’sapartmentwassomethingthatmadehimfeel ratherpleased.


    Becauseofthis,hisvoicesoftenedabitashesaid,“Idon’tknowtheway;set upthenavigation.”


    “Alright.”


    Leaningforward,Lizettasetthenavigation,andthevoicepromptsstarted.


    Thecarridewassmooth,andtheatmosphereinsidewasunusuallycalm,themostpeacefulithadbeeninawhile.


    Lizettathoughtperhapsitwas becausethey hadbothdecidedtoletgoandwereworkingtowwhichmadetheirinteractionslessfraughtwithtension.


    Shepulledoutawet wipetocleanherphoneandhands.


    Thinkingbacktothepshehadgivenearlier,Lizettafeltthelingeringdisgustonherhand.andmeticulouslycleanedherself.Then, recallingthatRemingtonhadalsograbbedthatguy’shand,sheofferedwithout thinking,“Doyouwanttocleanittoo?”


    Asshespoke,shepulledoutanotherwetwipeandhelditouttoRemington.Unexpectedly,Remingtondidn’ttakeitbutinsteadstretched hishandtowardsher,“I’mdriving.”


    Clearly,hewantedhertodothehonors.Lizetta,lookingathisoutstretched,long–fingeredhand,instantlyregrettedheroffer.


    Butnow,nothelpingwouldbeawkwardandwouldmakeherseemungratefndpretentious.Afterabriefpause,LizettatookRemington’shandandstartedmeticulouslywipinghispalmandfingerswiththewetwipe.


    Asshewiped hislongringfinger,hermovementsslowed,andhergazefellonthering.


    “Whyareyoustillwearingyourweddingring?”