“Oops. I forgot it’s a secret!”
I looked between them.
“What secret?”
Owen shifted uncomfortably.
“A surprise for whom?”
“Dad said we’re not supposed to tell you yet.”
“Why not?”
“It’s supposed to be a surprise.”
“A surprise for whom?”
He hesitated, glancing at his little sister.
Nathan was meeting Clara.
“We really can’t tell you yet.”
I wanted to ask more, but Owen looked so uncomfortable that I couldn’t bring myself to press him. Instead, I kissed Maisie’s forehead and returned to making dinner.
Nathan was meeting Clara, sending her thousands of dollars, and secretly taking the children to see her.
And now he’d asked them to keep something from me.
“Where are you going?”
Until then, I’d been afraid of losing my husband.
Now I was beginning to wonder whether I was about to lose my children, too.
On Friday evening, Nathan announced that he was taking Owen and Maisie somewhere special the next morning.
