“Then why don’t you fill me in?” Everyone tiptoed around her, but maybe it was time to see what she’d do if she was pushed a little bit.

“Please.” She lowered her voice. “You’re going to wake up Shiloh.”

“She’ll go back to sleep.”

“Why are you doing this?” she asked. Her eyes filled with tears.

I refused to be moved by them, just like I’d done when my boys were toddlers and throwing fits. “Tell me what’s going on.”

She opened her mouth to speak, then quickly shut it like she’d changed her mind. “I don’t have to tell you anything.” She put her head down and jerked her arm away, moving past me. “Please leave me alone.” She ran up the last few steps and down the hallway into her bedroom, shutting the door tightly behind her.

I raced behind her and into our bedroom, almost smacking into Scott as he knelt on the floor, digging through the laundry basket for something clean to wear. “What the heck is going on out there?” he asked as he pulled a sweatshirt over his head.

I shut the door and leaned over in front of it, trying to catch my breath. “I wasn’t going to say anything until I had proof, so I don’t want you to think I was purposefully keeping anything from you. Anyway, I started setting my alarm and getting up at different times to see if Kate would get on the phone again. Well, tonight I caught her. For sure. And she lied to me when I confronted her about it, just like before, but that wasn’t the weirdest part. She asked me not to do this to her. I don’t even know what she’s talking about. I just wanted her to tell us the truth.”

“So you’re creeping around the house spying on her?”

The world tilted and shifted like I’d just slammed into a wall. “I’m spying on her?”

“I mean, getting up in the middle of the night and trying to bust her sounds a bit like spying to me. Did you forget we’re trying to earn her trust, not break it?” He worked his jaw before continuing. “How is she ever going to open up if she doesn’t trust us? And not just open up—get better. That’s what we’re trying to help her do. Remember?”

My pulse throbbed in my temples. Anger inched its way up my chest. My fingers balled into fists at my sides. “I thought it was pretty important to find out if she was talking to someone in the middle of the night and why she was lying about it. I didn’t think there was any better way than catching her again.”

“Why are you so obsessed with this?”