And now Christine looks down at her glass too. So his mother invited her without his knowledge. She feels so embarrassed and like she should just grab her bag and go.

But she can't do that. She wants to see how he is, even if he doesn't want to talk to her. He must not, or he would have written back to her himself, right?

"I don't mind. You were helping your family."

She runs her finger down the glass, wiping away the condensation. All the things she wanted to say to him on seeing him again have flown out of her head.