“Where are you going?” I asked.
Nathan looked surprised.
“It’s a little surprise I’ve been planning with the kids.”
“Can I come?”
“Not this time, sweetheart. It’s something I’ve been planning with the kids.”
I tried to smile.
“Does it have something to do with Clara?”
“I’ll explain everything soon.”
Nathan looked surprised.
“Why would you think that?”
“The kids mentioned they’ve been seeing her.”
“Oh.” He hesitated. “Yeah, they’ve visited her a few times.”
“And you didn’t think to tell me?”
I’d heard enough promises.
“I’ll explain everything soon. I promise.”
I’d heard enough promises lately.
Later that evening, I noticed Owen carefully arranging several drawings inside a folder. Maisie was stuffing a small wrapped package into her backpack.
They could barely contain their excitement.
“She’s going to love it.”
As I walked toward the kitchen, I overheard Owen asking Nathan something.
“Dad, are you sure she’s going to like it?”
