Milly shushed him with a held-up spoon. “My turn. Why don’t you and Mom talk anymore?”

Daniel thought for a moment. “That’s normal for couples who’ve been married for some time. They end up so busy that they spend all of their time together just trying to make things work.”

Milly studied him over her bowl.

“Or they stop listening to each other’s needs and expect that their partner thinks about life the same way they do.”

Daniel took in another mouthful of ice cream. Now that one question was out of the way, this was the time to find out. “Okay, my turn. Why did you stand on the railing during the work dinner the other night?”

On her face, a flash of thunder clashed with her innocence.

“Someone saw you, Milly.”

She flushed. “But I didn’t.” The frail bond fostered by the first few spoonfuls of ice cream cracked.

“Come on, Mill. If you want honesty, you need to be honest yourself.”

Milly glared at him. “I am being honest. I didn’t do that even if I was thinking about it.”

Daniel studied her. The crinkling around her eyes. The twitch of a lip. She was being honest. So Simon had doctored that photograph too.

“That’s okay, Mill. I believe you. I’m sorry.”

But how did Simon know she was thinking about standing on the railing?

The gravel crunched in the driveway. Why was Kelly back so quickly? Daniel couldn’t push things too far. Anyway, if this camera was all Simon said it was, he’d have his answers tomorrow. “You know, it’s okay to talk about it with us. Let’s have no secrets, okay?”

“Dad, I’ve got one last question.”

Kelly’s keys jingled in the front door.

“I don’t know how to say it.”

“That’s okay. Let me have it.” He smiled as he scraped the last of his ice cream from his bowl.

Milly stared at her spoon as it made its slow way around the rim of her bowl. “What do you think of Anna?”

Kelly burst through the front door and beelined for the kitchen counter. “Forgot my phone.” She took one disapproving look at the bowls of ice cream and bustled back out the door.

Daniel waited for the departing crunch of tires on gravel. “She’s been a good friend over the years, she helped me build the business, and she’s a great counselor. In fact, she told me you two connected at the dinner, and she’s offered to talk further with you.” This was good. Milly was leading the conversation in his preferred direction.

But her face clouded over, her brows knotted.

“I’m glad you mentioned Anna, but why did you ask me what I think of her?”