When I'm able to move, I put the note in my pocket and go find Davey. I tell him I have to go across town to pick up Sharon, and that he's to stay here. If his mother calls, he's to ask her where she's calling from and get a number where I can call her back. He wants to know if something is wrong. I tell him not to worry and promise to explain when I get back.
I go rocketing to my mother's house. When she opens the door, she starts talking about Julie before I can even say hello.
"Alex, do you know your wife did the strangest thing," she says. "I was making lunch yesterday when the doorbell rang, and when I opened the door Sharon was standing here on the step with her little suitcase. And your wife was in the car at the curb there, but she wouldn't get out and when I went down to talk to her, she drove away."
By now I'm in the door. Sharon runs to greet me from the living room where she is watching television. I pick her up and she gives me a long hug. My mother is still talking.
"What on earth could be wrong with her?" my mother asks me.
"We'll talk about it later," I tell her.
"I just don't understand what-"
"Later, okay?"
Then I look at Sharon. Her face is rigid. Her eyes are frozen big. She's terrified.
"So... did you have a nice visit with Grandma?" I ask her.
She nods but doesn't say anything.
"What do you say we go home now?"
She looks down at the floor.
"Don't you want to go home?" I ask.
She shrugs her shoulders.
"Do you like it here with Grandma?" my smiling mother asks her.
Sharon starts to cry.
I get Sharon and her suitcase into the car. We start home. After I've driven a couple of blocks, I look over at her. She's like a little statue sitting there staring straight ahead with her red eyes focused on the top of the dashboard. At the next stoplight, I reach over for her and pull her next to me.
She's very quiet for a while, but then she finally looks up at me and whispers, "Is Mommy still mad at me?"
"Mad at you? She isn't mad at you," I tell her.