“Do you want to sit?” she said. “No,” he said. Then he changed his mind: “Actually, yes.” He moved to the chair and sat down, his left leg straight out in front of him in its cast. She didn’t know how to start. She sort of felt like she should thank him for coming. He said, “Jesus Christ, Meter, what is it? Just tell me!” She had rehearsed it in her head. “I told Penny something in the dunes.” “About Jake?” Hobby said. About Jake? she thought. “What about Jake?” she said. “About me, then?” Hobby said. His eyes were rolling, and his forehead was sweating. “Did you tell her something about me?” “No,” Demeter said. “I told her something about your mom and Jordan Randolph.” Hobby narrowed his eyes, and his nose twitched. He leaned forward in the chair, and Demeter noticed the toes on his cast-foot wiggling. “What?” he said. “What did you tell her?” “That I saw them together.” “What the fuck does that mean?” Hobby said. “You saw them together, so what?
