Putting on my coat to leave
Mark reached for the envelope, but I didn’t wait to see him open it. I turned my back on the dining room and walked into the hallway.
My heavy winter coat hung on the rack near the entrance. I slipped my arms into the sleeves and buttoned it up all the way to my chin.
The silence from the dining room was deafening as they watched my every move. They were too stunned to speak or stop me.