His voice was perfectly even.

“I need to know what happened in the kitchen,” I said.

“I need to know what went on in the kitchen while I was upstairs.”

Mark pointed at the yellow legal pad on my lap.

“It was a hectic morning,” Thomas said.

“Did you see Vanessa let go of the pan?” I asked.

My father breathed hard again.

I heard a cabinet door click closed in the background.