Chapter 49. The Things She Packed

By the Tuesday before Lisbon, Diana had discovered that being engaged changed very little about a late delivery and a great deal about coming home afterward.

There were still invoices to check. Helena still expected an answer before the end of the day. Eva still borrowed her stapler and returned it without staples.

But sometimes, halfway through an ordinary afternoon, Diana caught the light on her ring and forgot what she had been doing.

“You're doing it again,” Eva said.

“I'm checking the fit.”

“For the ninth time.”

Diana lowered her hand and tried to look professional. Her friend grinned.

The days since the lake had filled with work, dinner, laundry, and the small pleasure of finding Gabriel's sweater among her things. She had spent some nights at his apartment and some at hers. The question of moving had remained open, as they had agreed.

Kate had called that morning about North Quay. The disputed payments remained fr