She looked at me with a face I will never forget.
"I know."
"No." My voice shook. "You do not get to say it like weather. You sent him there."
She covered her mouth.
I asked the question I had been holding since Mark handed me the envelope.
"After Liam died, why did you stand beside me like you loved me?"
She looked at me with a face I will never forget.
"Because I do love you," she said. "And because I hated myself every second."
"Please let me say goodbye to the kids."
I believed her.
That made it worse.
I pointed at the door. "Leave."
She stared at me. "Please let me say goodbye to the kids."
"No."
"Emily, please."
"If you are still here when they come back, I will call the police before you reach the porch."
