“You told Mom you already had the down payment,” Ava said, her voice shaking.

“You told her you were bringing us back together before the new school year.”

Daniel shifted his weight, placing one hand flat on the kitchen table while his left hand rubbed at his brow.

“Ava, go upstairs to your room right now.”

“No,” Ava said.

She didn’t move toward the stairs.

“Mom told me two months ago that we were moving into the four-bedroom house on Maple Drive.”

“Ava, that’s between your mother and me,” Daniel said.