As Roger began to speak, she could sense the switch in his tone of voice as he mentioned his mother finally. She kept her eyes focused on the ground before them. Half because she wanted to be careful to avoid the ice, the other because she wasn't sure she'd be able to meet Roger's eyes at that moment.
She had expected something of the sort. She had known, of course. Roger had mentioned it in passing over the years -there hadn't been a reason he wouldn't otherwise until now. She mulled over what he had told her for a moment before finally looking back up at him.
"Of course," she said, her voice quiet. "Do you know where she is? Have you talked to her? Merlin, I'm sorry, Roger."