Chapter 1 — “Why Am I Finding Out Like This?”
Sarah held a single brass key in her palm.
The metal felt cold against her skin.
She stood right in the middle of the home entryway.
Coats hung quietly on the wall just behind her.
A shoe rack sat near the front door.
She turned to face Marcus.
He stood by the hallway table wearing his denim jacket.
His posture was tense.
“Why am I finding out like this?”
Marcus did not look away immediately.
“I didn’t want to start a fight,” he said defensively.
“I thought I could handle it.”
Sarah stepped closer.
“You knew she was coming back and let me find out from a key?”
Maya stood in the background with a pink backpack over her shoulders.
The young girl watched her parents in silence.