My daughter’s dream prom date brought her home—then gave me five minutes to confess the truth, or he would expose everything himself

later, headlights moved across my living room wall again.

Gina came in first, wearing the careful expression of a woman who had been pulled straight into a storm. She found Ryan and pulled him close.

Anthony came in after her, looking far older than I remembered. When he saw Iris standing by the fireplace, his face gave way.