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Chapters (51)
  1. Title Page
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. Prologue
  5. — Part 1 —
  6. If You Answer the Door for Strangers…
  7. Greene Street Before It Was Greene Street
  8. Don’t Ask a Question You Don’t Want the Answer To
  9. Think What You Want
  10. Twenty-Four Hours Earlier
  11. Follow the Money
  12. Help Is on the Way
  13. These Are Not Your Friends
  14. Don’t Hold This Against Me
  15. Six Weeks Ago
  16. Bailey’s No Good Very Bad Day
  17. What Don’t You Want to Remember?
  18. — Part 2 —
  19. Keep Austin Weird
  20. Who Needs a Tour Guide?
  21. Three Months Ago
  22. Little White Churches
  23. Not Everyone Is a Good Helper
  24. Eight Months Ago
  25. Sorry, We’re Open
  26. Two Can Play at That Game
  27. One Year Ago
  28. Delete All History
  29. It’s Science, Isn’t It?
  30. Some Students Are Better Than Others
  31. Fourteen Months Ago
  32. If You Marry the Prom King…
  33. The Never Dry
  34. Careful What You Wish For
  35. Eighteen Months Ago
  36. The Good Lawyer
  37. — Part 3 —
  38. When We Were Young
  39. Everyone Should Take Inventory
  40. The Never Dry, Part Two
  41. On the Lake
  42. Two Years Ago
  43. You Have to Do Some Things on Your Own
  44. The Devil Is in the Details
  45. Finding My Way Back to Her
  46. Two Years and Four Months Ago
  47. Sometimes You Can Go Home Again
  48. Five Years Later. Or Eight. Or Ten.
  49. Acknowledgments
  50. About the Author
  51. Also by Laura Dave

“It’s really not a phone type of conversation,” he says. “I’d rather talk in person. I can come back later if that’s better. I walk Sarah at five fifteen, get her some fresh air before dinner.”

“I’d rather hear what you have to say now,” I say.

He pauses, not sure what to do. I can see him considering whether to insist we do this in person later, when it will be easier for him to spin whatever he needs to spin. Because I have no doubt—I’ve had no doubt since I saw the look on his face yesterday—that there is something he knows, something he is afraid to say.

“Look, I just feel real bad about what happened when you came to the house yesterday,” he says. “I was caught off guard and Patty was already so pissed. But I owe you an apology. It wasn’t right, especially when…”

He pauses, like he is still trying to figure out whether to say it.

“Well, maybe I should back up, I mean… I don’t know exactly what Owen told you, but he was really struggling at work. He was really struggling with Avett.”

“He told you that?” I say.

“Yeah, he didn’t go into a whole lot of detail, but he said he was under a lot of pressure to get the software working,” he says. “He told me that much. He told me it wasn’t going as smoothly as Avett had let on. But that his back was against the wall…”

That stops me. “What do you mean ‘his back was against the wall’?”

“He said he couldn’t just walk away. Go get another job. That he had to fix what was happening.”

“Did he say why?” I say.

“That part he didn’t get into. I swear to you. And I tried to push him on it. No job is worth that kind of stress…”

I look back into Elenor’s office, Elenor still staring at her computer, Bailey pacing back and forth.

“Thanks for letting me know.”

“Wait… there’s something else.”

I can hear him struggle. I can hear him struggle with how to even put the words together.

“There’s something else I need to tell you.”

“Just say it, Carl.”

“We didn’t invest in The Shop, Patty and me,” he says.

I think back to what Patty said to me—how she called Owen a crook, how she accused him of stealing their money.

“I don’t understand.”

“I needed to use that money for something else, something I couldn’t tell Patty about, something to do with Cara,” he says.

Cara. The coworker Carl’s been involved with on and off since before Sarah was born.

“What exactly?” I say.

“I’d rather not get into details, but I thought you should know that…” he says.