My Daughter Dropped a Glass—Then I Learned the “Second Bottle” Was Already on Its Way Before It Ever Broke

“Maybe.”

“Could we leave it alone?”

She looked at me.

“Do you want me to?”

I heard myself answer before I had time to make it softer.

“If there is something in this house that explains what happened, I want you to find it.”

The spare key was placed into an evidence envelope.

Later, another key was located and properly handled.