AS I LEFT MY IN-LAWS’ HOUSE WITH NOTHING, MY FATHER-IN-LAW HANDED ME A TRASH BAG AND SAID, “THROW THIS OUT ON YOUR WAY.” BUT WHEN I OPENED IT AT THE GATE… MY HANDS BEGAN TO TREMBLE

even Walter’s timing annoyed her.

“It’s just trash,” Walter added.

His voice was even. Too even.

Olivia looked at the bag, then at his face. He gave nothing away, but there was a steadiness in his gaze she didn’t understand.

“Of course,” she said softly.

She stepped toward him and took the bag. It was oddly light, barely heavier than air, and that small continue reading …