My Son Walked Home Alone for the First Time. Twenty Minutes Later, Our Neighbor Called Crying—and a Watch Exposed Five Years of Lies

PART 16

The following spring, almost a year after the watch appeared in Evelyn’s garbage, I took Liam on the route home from school again.

He had walked it independently many times since that first Friday, but I asked if he wanted company because I had the afternoon off.

“Sure,” he said.

“But I’m the guide.”

“Lead the way.”