at my house.
She informed David, who relayed the information to me with the uncomfortable look he wore whenever he knew his wife had overstepped.
I had errands that day and decided not to argue about it.
I finished earlier than expected and pulled into my driveway around two.
Cars were parked everywhere.
When I stepped inside, I could hear women talking and laughing in the living room.
Then I noticed the hallway.
My photographs were gone.
All of them.
Pictures of David as a child.
His graduation.
Family vacations.
