Chapter 34: Camille's Kitchen

Camille Marchetti had watched a marriage go cold from the inside once already, over thirty years, one degree at a time, so slowly she'd barely noticed the temperature dropping until she woke up one day and realized she'd been sleeping next to a stranger for a decade. She recognized the signs now in her son and his wife with a dread so specific it kept her up at night — the clipped good mornings, t...