But I understood exactly what it meant.

It meant she had come home too.

Chapter 4 — Seven Months

Veronica appeared in the doorway, a silk handkerchief held over her nose.

“Don’t make a scene, Thomas.

She lied, she stole, she embarrassed me in front of my guests.

Down here, at least, she was earning her keep.”

I looked at the deep cracks in my daughter’s knuckles.