her from knowing.
But secrets involving thousands of people do not stay secret.
“What did she say?” I asked.
David’s expression softened.
“She cried.”
Ethan looked up quickly.
“Because she’s mad?”
“No.”
David’s voice broke.
“Because she thought we were going to lose the house.”
Silence.
I stared.
“What?”
David looked toward the window.
“We aren’t.”
Then corrected himself.
“Not immediately.”
That wasn’t the same thing.
He continued.
“Our mortgage is behind two months. We have medical debt. My wife’s car needs repairs. We’ve been trying to keep all of