Before we left the restroom, she looked at me through the mirror.
“You’re going to be all right.”
“How do you know?”
“Because James is good in the way that actually matters.”
She paused.
“He sees you.”
“Not a version of you that fits his world.”
“You.”
“And most of the rest can be managed.”
We returned to the table.
Robert immediately looked toward Mom.
“Patricia, I sent those cash-flow suggestions to my client.”
She sat down.
“And?”
“He says they’re exactly what he needed.”
Mom smiled.
“Good.”
Robert leaned
