When My Child Mentioned “Aunt Phoebe,” Everything Fell Apart

your shoulder like that with all her coworkers?”

He glanced at the photo. Swallowed.

“How long have you been sleeping with her?” I asked.

“I’m not,” he said too fast.

“Don’t lie to me. Our son has been playing with her dog while you’ve been doing what, exactly?”

Ethan stepped toward me, hands raised like he was calming something dangerous. “You’re not listening.continue reading …