Daniel had brought his copy.
I had brought mine.
He looked at the pages.
“So Peter had them.”
“Yes.”
“You called him.”
“Yes.”
Daniel nodded.
“I found our copy after we got back.”
Rebecca folded her hands.
“I had forgotten the addendum.”
“So had I,” I said.
Her eyes lifted.
That seemed to surprise her.
“You did?”
“I remembered the loan. I didn’t remember it became due when I moved out.”
Daniel leaned back.
“This creates a problem.”
“I understand.”
“Eighty-five thousand dollars is not something we can produce next week.”
“I’m not asking you to.”
Rebecca looked at me carefully.
“But legally you could.”
“Peter says the agreement allows ninety days.”
Daniel gave a humorless laugh.
“That doesn’t make it much easier.”
“No.”
He rubbed his forehead.
“Why didn’t you tell us before you moved?”
“Because I didn’t remember.”
“And if you had?”
I considered it.
“I still would have moved.”
His face tightened.
“But you might have warned us.”
“Yes.”
That was true.
He looked surprised by my answer.
I had no interest in pretending I had behaved perfectly simply because I had been hurt first.
“I should have told you I was leaving before I hired movers,” I said. “I made that decision while I was angry.”
