“That’s why she was always around,” I said hoarsely. “All those visits. I thought she was grieving with us.”
Laura looked directly into the camera.
“She threatened to take the girls from me.”
“My love, if I’m gone, please understand. I’m doing what I have to do to protect our daughters. I’m leaving this disc as proof, in case I never get to tell you myself.”
The screen froze on her tear-streaked face.
For a long moment, none of us moved.
“Dad,” Ethan said quietly. “Aunt Diane is upstairs. Right now. She’s in the kitchen.”
I stood slowly, my legs barely holding me.
“Then it’s time she answered for every word on this disc.”
“I’m leaving this disc as proof.”
I drove straight to Diane’s house, the disc burning a hole in my coat pocket.
She opened the door with that same tight smile she’d worn for twenty years.
“Daniel? What’s wrong? You look pale.”
“Get in the car, Diane. We’re going to my house. Now.”
“What’s gotten into you?”
“You’ll see.”
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