"It sounds like you've had a lot going on," she says. "You must be so glad to have her back, though?" Once again, that stab of something that feels almost like jealousy. She works on letter that go; it's not like he owes her anything, is it?

The waiter chooses that moment to come over to the table and Marianne orders a pasta dish with clams, a glass of white wine to go with it.