He accepted a slice, changing position as they ate, Sarah talked about their neighbors at home, about her art class, and how her teacher was pleased with her work "Good for you," Macon said. Sarah passed him a piece of fruit. Macon,' she said. "Just tell me this. Was her little boy reason you stayed with her?" No, it wasn't. leave it don't question you endlessly, do I? But I don't have someone following me to Paris!' "And what if you did? It wouldn't be your fault.' You saw her before the plane left the ground. You could have told her to get off, that you never wanted to see her again.' You think I own the airline, Sarah?' Macon said. "You could have taken steps to stop her," Sarah said. "If you'd really wanted to." And then she rose and away their supper. Later, she gave him his next pill, but he hid it in his hand and did not take it. He lay with his eyes closed, listening to Sarah getting ready for bed. She fell asleep almost at once. How often had he taken steps in his life? Never. His marriage, his two jobs, his time with Muriel, his return to Sarah-all these