“I heard her say it after you told her to sleep in a garage.”
He did not apologize to me.
He simply opened the Audi, tossed his coffee into the cup holder, and started the engine.
Harper stepped into the driveway and struck the passenger window with the flat of her hand.
“Julian, don’t you dare leave me here.”
He lowered the window only a few inches.
“You need to tell me what else you lied about.”
Then he backed out carefully around the military vehicles and drove away.
My father pointed at me as if I had caused it.
“You have destroyed your sister’s marriage.”
“I told the truth about my house.”
“You embarrassed her husband.”
“He embarrassed himself.”
Harper turned on me.
“You couldn’t let me have one thing.”
I looked at the house David had rebuilt between deployments, the frost on the lawn, and the box now secured in the back of the lead vehicle.
