She was in their bedroom, sitting by the window, looking out at the road.
“Well?”
She didn’t say anything. I started to leave.
“I didn’t ask you to leave.”
I sat down again. It was a long while before she snapped out of it.
“You turned on me, Frank.”
“No I didn’t. He had me, Cora. I had to sign his paper. If I didn’t, then he would tumble to everything. I didn’t turn on you. I just went along with him, till I could find out where I was at.”
“You turned on me. I could see it in your eye.”
“All right, Cora, I did. I just turned yellow, that’s all. I didn’t want to do it. I tried not to do it. But he beat me down. I cracked up, that’s all.”
“I know.”