She found him in the park where they often found Carver eating his lunch. He was alone on a bench, arms resting on his knees, staring at the ground. She sat beside him, but didn't say anything. Finally, he asked, "She's mine?"
"Of course she's yours."
"But when…?"
"Your birthday…that was the only time…"
He shook his head slowly. "I don't remember."
"What do you mean you don't remember? You weren't that drunk."
He turned his head to look at her. "I mean I don't remember." He sighed and turned away from her again. "Did you know?"
"Not for sure."
"But you suspected?"
"Since the day she was born."
"And you never said anything."
"What would you want me to say? Would it have changed anything? Would you love her any more?"
He shook his head. No, he couldn't love Maggie any more if he tried. "You're pregnant again?"
"Yes."
"And you're sure it's mine?"
"Who else's would it be, Goren? Don't be stupid."
"No. I've already been stupid." He buried his head in his hands. "How did we let this happen?"
She reached out to touch him, but he pulled away. "No," he said, not wanting to offer or receive comfort or reassurance…not right now.
"Is this really such a bad thing?"
Finally he looked at her, anger and pain spilling over into his face. "How can you ask that? You were married, Eames. It's one thing to cheat on your husband, but now the world knows about it. Damn…"
He got up and walked away. She let him go. It was all about her…her honor and her reputation, and he didn't care if that mattered to her or not…it mattered to him. As for the two children…they were something she never regretted. It was the only thing in her life over the past few years that had felt totally right. She called her father and asked him to keep Maggie for the night. Then she called Logan. "Has he called you, Mike?"
"I just hung up with him. He's on his way over here. You want to join us?"
"I don't know…"
"Why don't you let us talk to him for a bit and I'll call you, ok?"
"Mike…do you think I screwed up again?"
"I don't know, Alex. But I don't think it'll matter in the long run. He's not going anywhere. I'll talk to you soon."
She closed her phone and began walking. She paid no attention to where she was going….she just walked.