Lied
The confrontation happened in Harriet’s formal living room, because I would not do it over a phone.
I brought the paper. I brought Jake. And I brought Noah, who had never once been in that house, and whom Harriet had not seen since he was hours old.
She knew him the instant he walked in. You could see it cross her face — the two boys side by side, identical, the thing she’d spent eighteen years making sure no one would ever put together.
Craig was there. Bonnie was there,
