“I wish I knew where Lucas stands.”

Dad touched the edge of the table.

“Maybe that’s what he’s showing you.”

PART 10: The Woman at the Gate

Agnes appeared without warning on a rainy Thursday afternoon.

Dad saw her sedan through the living room window and went outside before she reached the porch.

I watched from behind the curtain with Paisley resting against my shoulder.

Agnes stood under a bright umbrella, her mouth moving faster than I could follow.