I stood up.

“Don’t,” I said.

“I’m not going to—”

“Don’t come toward me.”

He stopped.

“You need to sleep somewhere else tonight,” I said.

“The kids are asleep and they are not finding out tonight and they are not finding out in the morning.

So you’re going to take a bag and go to your mother’s, and you’re going to be normal in the doorway if Sam wakes up, and tomorrow we’ll deal with it.”