I just watched her.
There was just a small white gift box sitting on the mat. A cream-colored card was tucked under the ribbon.
I picked it up and read the card twice.
“It’s time you found out that your daughter has been hiding something terrible from you.”
My first thought was that some kid from her school was pulling a prank.
High school drama, jealousy, whatever. I almost tossed it into the trash right there.
I picked it up and read the card twice.
But my hands wouldn’t let me.
I carried the box down the hall, past the sound of Lily’s laughter, and shut my bedroom door behind me.
I sat on the edge of the bed and stared at it for a full minute.
“This is stupid,” I muttered, not believing that the note could be serious. “You’re a grown man, Paul. Open that box.”