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"You are trying to avoid the issue, aren't you? It's over a year since you were here, and you come today because of the meal. How can that be?" I asked before I stood to take another bottle of wine from the cellar. Their voices became louder after I stood, even though it was still indistinct from the distance. When I got back, everything changed.

"I apologize for not being here in about a year, Andrea. I should have come more often, but if I did, I wouldn't have the time to get a wife, and you would admit that I need one," Garth said.

Although it was not the answer I expected, I accepted it. I realized the men had discussed and taken me out of the issue. No matter how hard I try, I will not know the truth again.

"That's fine," I said, passing the wine bottle to Kyle, "Help me open this, darling."

Kyle took the bottle and the wine opener, and, in a second, the bottle cork was out in a pop.

“Should I?” he asked if he could serve me.

“Yes, please. Thank you,” I said and patted the back o