![]() ![]() ![]() Only bendable kids could be comfortable like that, but it was Mel’s favorite thing in the world, family time. ![]() Lily would curl into Gina’s side, a warm bundle, and Brady would end up sprawled across his dad’s lap with his head up on the arm of the sofa. Maybe that new superhero movie the kids were clamoring to see, though Mel was careful about what they watched. Then a family night, a movie on the couch with the kids. She’d cook his favorite dish for dinner: liver and onions, served with a nice pinot noir she already had out on the counter. Mel really could be the best, most charming man, and she was going to make it up to him she’d already decided that. He’d been so lovely and apologetic about having to disrupt her schedule. It was no bother, really-there was still plenty of time to finish up in the house before starting dinner. She normally would have been home at three in the afternoon, but her husband had called to say he had an emergency at work and she’d have to fetch Brady and Lily from school. ![]() But she’d never asked, she didn’t know, and in the end, that was what destroyed her. That thought would keep her awake every night for years after, pulsing hot against her eyelids. ![]()
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