Everyone is waiting.

Your daughter is making things up. I stared at that last one.

And Daniel, glancing over, saw it the same instant I did and said, quietly, “You never told her you were going to see Emily.” I hadn’t.

I had said nothing about Emily to Rebecca.

And yet she knew exactly where my mind had gone, which meant she knew what Noah had given me, which meant the whole gentle mask had finally, completely come off.

“She knows the boy handed you something,” Daniel said.