Chapter 5

I asked Evan to bring Clara back that evening.

He arrived first.

The kitchen table held the two folders from the bank, Callie's school packet, and the casserole dish Mrs. Bell had dropped off after the scholarship dinner. I had not touched any of it. I wanted Evan to see the mess without watching me clean it up.

"Clara doesn't need to be dragged into this," he said.

"Her name is on the money. She needs to know what you told me."

He looked tired in a way I had once found tender. "I did what I thought was right."