Today, around 11 a.m., Clara returned home after a four-month business trip. She didn’t call ahead to let her husband or son know she was coming.

husband.

“You knew?”

He nodded.

“For a month.”

Clara let out a short, humorless laugh.

“A month… and she’s been living here?”

“We wanted to surprise you,” he said quickly.

“A surprise?” she repeated.

That word didn’t land well.

Explanations followed—awkward, messy, incomplete.

Mateo’s room was too small.
They thought this was better.
Her husband had moved into continue reading …