at us. We havenât moved forward one step. Weâve regressed. Even I know that is totally unacceptable. Do you see Lizzie much when sheâs in Vegas?â
âNo. She invited me to dinner one night, and I went. The baby was about two months old. She let me hold him. All I did was cry, so I left and never went back. He is a gorgeous little boy, Myra. How many times did you see him when she was here?â
âTwice. But he was asleep the second time. Lizzie and Cosmo have their own lives now. Thatâs the way it should be. I didnât want to intrude. I didnât go to the christening or the shower at the White House. I thoughtâ¦well, it doesnât matter what I thought. I hope Lizzie understands.â
âDo the girls call you, Myra?â
âAbout like you did, Annie. Do you think theyâre happy?â
Annie upended the bottle of bourbon, took a slug, and passed it on to Myra, who drank deeply. âI would think so. They have their lives, and they scattered to the four winds. I canât believe they forgot about us so quickly. It hurts so damn bad, Annie, I want to cry.â
âYou are crying, Myra. Are we saying our girls are ungrateful little shits?â
Myra pondered the question. âYes, Annie, I think so. I tried to be fair in my heart. They have husbands and lovers who travel the globe with the girls at their sides. At this point, I am not even sure who is married and who isnât other than Nikki and Yoko. Then there is the time difference in different parts of the globe. The worst part was when none of them came for Christmas. You didnât come either, Annie. You all broke my heart that day. Charles and I worked so hard to make it all festive. We decorated and shopped and cooked till we were worn out, and the only guest on Christmas day was Elias. Nellie was recovering, so she couldnât come. It was one of the worst days of my life.â
Annie sniffed and blew her nose. Then she sniffed again. âDid you know Yoko has had two miscarriages? I think itâs a rotten shame no one saw fit to tell us.â
âNo, I didnât know. How did you find out? Thatâs awful. Harry and Yoko would make wonderful parents. Where are they? Do you know?â
âMaggie told me last night when I stopped at the paper. They were in Israel. Itâs that Jellicoe thing. Harry goes to train the troops or whatever. Maggie said she thinks theyâre back at the dojo, but she isnât sure. Said no one answers the phone. She thinks they came back because Yoko was so depressed about the miscarriages, and if she got pregnant again, she wanted it to be here in the States. Because Yoko said she wanted to have her baby in Washington. Thatâs all I know.â
âThat has to mean theyâre all in touch with Maggie but not us. What does that tell you, Annie? I donât believe this!â Myra burst into tears again. This time she reached for the bottle and took a healthy gulp. Her throat burning, tears flowing down her cheeks, she said, âYoko needs a mother figure in her life right now if all that is true. I think we both qualify for that role, Annie. This is unforgivable.â
âYouâre right, it is unforgivable.â
The bottle changed hands again. âWhere do you think Maggie stands, Annie?â
âI donât have a clue. She seemed really happy to see me last night. And she didnât get upset when I told her I was going to work at the paper. What could she say? I own the damn place. Sheâs been calling regularly to check in. She said she did her best to help you when all your friends shut you out. But something was off-key. I had the feeling something is wrong somewhere, and sheâs trying to deal with it.â
âShe did try to help. She really went out on a limb when she published what she called her personal scoop on all those charities. I adore Maggie.â
âMaggie feels as lost as you and