Although his eyes are on the road, he's certain that once in awhile, after mouthing some of the words, she glances over at him and smirks.
I even contemplated leaving a note, something short and sweet like, Seasons change. People don’t. No hard feelings?
Not that Stoops would stoop to servants’ quarters; Stoops would stow herself away in the husband’s room. Liliane winces, takes another pill for her pain.
