Chapter 7: The Question

She waited until the kids were at her mother-in-law's for a sleepover, a standing arrangement every third Friday that Maren had once resented and now, for the first time, was grateful for, because it meant there was no small witness in the next room who might hear something they'd carry for the rest of their life. David came home from work at his usual time, tie loosened, tired in the ordinary wa...