“Daddy said family secrets have to stay inside Daddy’s car or the judge gets mad,” she whispered.

She reached down into the water and pushed both plastic cups under until their bubbles came up to the surface.

“What kind of secrets was Daddy talking about?” I asked, keeping my voice as soft and steady as I could.

“He said if I talk to the big room judge, I have to say I like sleeping at Grandma’s house best,” she said, staring straight down into the soapy water.

“He said if I say the wrong thing, you’ll have to move far away to a little rental.”