“Did Frank know?”
Her silence answered before her mouth did.
Something inside me cracked.
“How long?”
“Since Eli was little.”
“How little?”
“Three.”
I pushed up from the chair so quickly it scraped across the floor.
“Nine years?”
“Diane, please.”
“Frank knew for nine years?”
Claire covered her face.
“Yes.”
My anger changed direction so quickly it made me dizzy.
The warning carved inside the ring was still in my purse.
DON’T BELIEVE HER.
But Frank had been lying to me too.
I set his phone on the table.
“Tell me everything.”
Claire shook her head.
“I can’t do this right now.”
“Your father is sitting in an urn, Claire. He left me a warning inside his wedding ring. We are absolutely doing this now.”
Her head jerked up.
“What?”
I took the ring from my purse and held it out.
She stared at the engraving.
“Oh, Dad.”
