The open bottle of drain cleaner under the sink on Sunday.”

I stared at him.

I had been hemming Lily’s pants last month, and I’d put the needle case back in the drawer before she even walked into the living room.

“I took the loose screws out to the garage,” I said.

“I put them in your red toolbox on Monday.”

“They were on the counter this morning,” Daniel said.

“Right next to her juice boxes.”

I tried to picture the space under the kitchen sink.