He looked down.
“Give me her number.”
“Annika, I can explain.”
“You already told me you see Mia twice a month, and I don’t believe you’re telling me everything.”
His expression changed.
“Give me the number.”
This time, he did.
Lauren agreed to meet me that afternoon.
I left Atlas and Owen with my neighbor again.
Normally, I would have explained every feeding time and every small detail before
