And then Amber, warming to it, made her first real mistake.

“Fortunately,” she went on, “Garnet and I are starting fresh.

We’re moving into the Ridgemont house next month — his father has generously agreed to transfer it to us.” Beside me, Hazel turned her head.

Because we both knew what I had actually agreed to, which was to let the two of them live in the Ridgemont house for one year.

I had never, at any point, in any conversation, agreed to transfer its ownership.