She said you were lying to me.”
Mark’s eyes widened in disbelief.
I pulled the crumpled note from my purse and handed it to him.
“Catherine, I don’t understand. I’m not lying to you.”
“Then why would she say that?
She heard you talking on the phone yesterday.”
He looked genuinely confused.
“On the phone? I talked to my sister…” He stopped. His expression changed.
“Oh no.”
“What’s going on?”
“What did you say, Mark?”
“Let me talk to her. Please.”
We found Emma sitting alone at one of the tables.
Mark knelt beside her chair. “Emma, sweetheart.
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