Kelly pulled out her phone like she was taking down a bad guy in a gunfight. She tapped the screen and turned it so Mike could see. It was Hazel in her room—he recognized the pink paint and black ceiling. She was doing some sort of dance, pointing at the words scrolling on the screen. The audio that was playing was going “Oh, no...” over and over.

Mike snatched the phone from Kelly’s hand so he could read the captions:

That moment when you catch your mom. Playing naked games with her attorney boytoy. In her bedroom.

In the video, Hazel put her hands to her face and said “oh, no” in time with the music.

Jesus H. Christ. Mike closed his eyes, wondering how much worse this situation could get.

“Did you say this is going viral? Does Zoey know?”

Kelly shrugged. “I think it’s safe to say the whole town knows by now, but I honestly don’t know about Zoey. And I wouldn’t exactly call it viral, but she’s gotten a lot of action on it.”

Finn gave an exaggerated sigh. “I’ve always wanted to be someone’s boytoy.”

“Shut up, man. This isn’t funny. Her dad’s on his honeymoon. What if he sees it before Zoey talks to him?”

Finn’s smile faded. “Chris and Genna got back on Saturday. Bridget said Zoey’s already talked to him. Didn’t she tell you?”

Hard for her to tell him anything when she refused to take his calls. She told him he needed to give her space, whatever the hell that meant. He only knew he didn’t like it.

Kelly patted his hand. “Hazel’s a teenager. This is her way of dealing with what happened. And if she’s making jokes about it, maybe that’s a good thing?” Mike tried to see it from that angle, but couldn’t. Kelly explained. “She’s actually getting a lot of positive feedback, in between the trolls, of course. Most of the people are being really supportive, saying it was bad timing but that her mom must be cool—or whatever kids say these days—to be having an affair with a guy who makes her laugh.” Kelly looked up at him. “Did you know that’s why she opened the door? Because she heard her mom laughing like she hadn’t heard in ages? She told someone that in the comments.” Kelly winked. “More than one suggested that if her mom had locked the damn door, they could have avoided all this drama.”

He scrolled through the comments, ignoring the obviousness of that suggestion. “But why did she have to say I was an attorney? People in town will know this is about me.”

Finn chuckled. “You’re upset about the word attorney, but boytoy doesn’t bother you?”