anniversary weekends work.”
But Jeffrey didn’t laugh.
He gripped the handle of his suitcase so tightly his knuckles turned pale.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. The room is beautiful. You did something wonderful.”
Yet he wouldn’t look at me.
I pulled back the curtains.
“Remember the view? On our honeymoon, you stood right here and told me you’d never seen anything more beautiful.”
“I remember.”
Then Jeffrey cleared his throat.
“I’m going to get another room.”
I turned around.
“What?”
“I’ll get one down the hall. I’ve been restless lately, tossing around
