Coffee and Confessions

We're on our way to the coffee shop down the road when I raise the question, "How is Mrs. Harrison?"

"She's okay. She's healthy," he responds.

"Your tone tells me a different thing."

He sighs. "I hear she's okay," he says.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't live in the house anymore. I moved out," he confesses.

I stop walking and face him. He also stops walking.

"Really?" I know how long he's been plann