I Let Them Finish Eating Before I Took Everything Back

“Nathan, tell me you didn’t.”

Nathan swung toward him. “Stay out of it.”

And then, from the doorway to the house, a small voice said, “Mommy?”

I turned.

Charlotte stood there with Sophie beside her. Rosa behind them, furious in that controlled staff way that says if she weren’t on the clock she’d start throwing things.

Charlotte had heard enough.

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