I laughed when I spotted my ex-wife walking alone down a deserted road outside Franklin
Megan’s face hardened. “She told me you knew everything. That you didn’t want the scandal. That you had agreed Lily should be placed somewhere private until decisions could be made.”
“I never knew.”
“I know that now.”
The words stunned me.
“You know?”
She looked away toward the dark field. “I didn’t at first. For months, I hated you because hatred was easier than wondering. Then I saw Claire outside the hospital one day.”
“Claire?”
“She was arguing with a man in the parking lot. I didn’t hear much. Just enough. She said your mother had promised this would all be handled quietly, and she was tired of paying people to keep things buried.” Megan’s mouth trembled once before she pressed it flat. “That was the day I realized you might not know.”
“Why didn’t you come to me?”
She looked back at me, incredulous. “Come to you how? Walk through your gates with two premature babies and ask security to please let in the woman you had accused of stealing from you? Call your office again so another assistant could document me as unstable? Send one more letter for Claire to intercept?”
