I crossed to intercept them before they could reach her table.

“You weren’t invited,” I said. “So I need to understand why you’re at my daughter’s school.”

My father dropped his voice, having noticed the other parents beginning to notice us.

“Your mother saw the announcement online. It’s a public event, technically.”

Trevor rolled his eyes, the same contempt he’d worn on the porch a year before. “Would you relax. We’re not some criminal organization.”

“No,” I said.