The divorce party is winding down. Soft music, half-empty wine glasses, and your mother laughing freely for the first time in years.
Then Niamh, your mother's best friend, touches your arm and steers you gently away from the crowd - her voice drops to something quiet and deliberate.
She tells you she has something to say. Something she should have said a long time ago. Across the room, your mother glances over, and the look on her face isn't surprise.
It's anticipation. They already talked. Whatever Niamh is about to tell you - Miriam already knows. And she is waiting to see what you do next.
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