Then, Dorothy saw Everett’s name changed into the “typing…” indicator.
But nothing came through, and it reverted to just his name.
A few seconds later, the typing resumed.
Dorothy waited with bated breath, curious about what he might have to say, so she kept the chat open, her gaze fixed on the screen.
After what seemed like an eternity of indecision, Everett finally sent a message.
[Sorry, sent it by accident.]
[Oh.]
She half-expected Everett to use the kids as a shield, claiming they were messing around with his phone.
Dorothy’s eyes lingered on her own response, the single “Oh,” feeling as though the conversation had crashed and burned.
Wanting to keep the dialogue going, she typed out: [Are you with Abigail and Langston?]
Karen had once told her that if she wanted to prolong a conversation, she should keep asking questions. After all, if someone wants to keep talking to you, they'll answer any question.
Sure enough, Everett replied promptly.
[No, they're at the hotel. I've arranged for a tutor to give them lessons. Just finished a meeting, I'm in the car.]
As he recounted his whereabouts, Dorothy felt a pang of nostalgia, almost as if they had never separated.
She really wanted to ask Everett if he would go along with his father’s wishes to be with Quincy, but she knew that asking would tear down too many pretenses.
For now, she was content with this dynamic—ex-wife and ex-husband, the occasional WhatsApp message, and two kids as the link between them.
At least, that was what Dorothy told herself to ease her mind.
Unsure of what else to ask and seeing that Everett had said all there was to say, Dorothy was about to put her phone away.
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