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murmured.
    “You’re not going back to him, are you? You wouldn’t really consider it, would you?” The thought was so repugnant Grace had difficulty getting the words out.
    The perplexed uncertainty that came over Olivia was so unlike her that Grace had to make a conscious effort not to get up and hug her.
    “I don’t know,” Olivia whispered.
    Grace merely nodded, arranging her features in as neutral an expression as possible.
    “The day Leif was born,” Olivia said, studying the inside of her glass as if it held the answers she needed, “Stan and I had the most wonderful time reminiscing.”
    “You had three children with him,” Grace said, trying to suppress her own negative view of the situation.
    “We were happy for a lot of years.”
    Grace couldn’t deny that, but Stan had nearly crippled her friend emotionally. She above all others knew how long it had taken Olivia to recover her equilibrium following Jordan’s death and the demise of her marriage.
    “What about Jack?” It was probably a mistake to introduce his name just then, but she was genuinely curious. “Does he know?” Her guess was he did, and that was the key to their current troubles.
    As Olivia nodded, her hand tightened around her glass. “Do you want to know what he did?” Her brown eyes sparked with irritation. “I swear every time I think about it, I get mad.”
    This sounded promising.
    Olivia didn’t wait for an answer. “Jack gave me an ultimatum.He claimed Stan’s been after me for months and that I had to choose—either him or Stan.”
    “Ye-es?” Grace said, dragging out the word. “And your point is?”
    “My point,” Olivia said with exaggerated patience, “is that I’m not some trophy to be won. Furthermore, I’m not willing to play Jack’s silly games.”
    “Games,” Grace countered. “It seems to me you’re the one playing games.”
    “Me?” Olivia cried.
    “Yes, you,” Grace said. “Do you expect Jack to hang around and twiddle his thumbs while Stan waltzes back into your life?”
    “No, but I expect him to…to show some gumption. If I’m as important to him as he says, then the least he can do is let me know how he feels.”
    Grace frowned. “You mean he hasn’t told you?”
    “Told me?” Olivia repeated. “Oh, hardly. He stopped by the house at an inopportune moment about a month ago. Stan had spent the night—”
    Grace couldn’t disguise her shock. “Stan…”
    “Not you, too,” Olivia said, sounding utterly exasperated. “If you must know, he slept in James’s old room upstairs. It was completely innocent. I can’t believe you’d think I’d let him back in my bed….”
    “I don’t know what to think,” Grace said, eager to learn what had taken place. “Go on, tell me what happened.”
    “Jack and I were supposed to meet the next morning, but he showed up early with coffee and doughnuts, and there was Stan in my housecoat and fuzzy slippers. He looked ridiculous, but that’s beside the point.”
    “And naturally Jack assumed the worst.” He’d jumped to conclusions, just as Grace almost had.

    “Naturally,” Olivia echoed. “I went after him and tried to explain, but he wouldn’t listen. He said if I wanted to get back together with Stan, that was fine with him.”
    Grace frowned again. “Are you sure that’s what he said?”
    Olivia paused. “Maybe not in so many words, but that was his message. I have to tell you it upset me that he actually thought I’d sleep with Stan when the two of us had been seriously dating.”
    A picture was beginning to take shape in Grace’s mind. “You haven’t heard from him since, have you?”
    “No. Mom thinks I should phone him.” Slowly Olivia raised her eyes to meet Grace’s. “Is that what you think, too?”
    Grace shrugged. If she was the one in this situation, she might, but then…
    “The thing is,” Olivia said, biting her lower lip, “I want Jack to show some commitment here. Proof that he cares. If he