The color seemed to drain from her cheeks.
“What are you talking about?”
Liam picked up his camera.
“The man by the blue umbrella.”
“Liam.”
She said.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I heard you.”
Gwen stood so quickly her chair scraped backward.
I looked between them.
“What man?”
“Nobody.”
Gwen grabbed her purse.
“Liam is making things up.”
“I’m not.”
He said.
“You gave him money.”
“Enough.”
Gwen snapped.
She headed toward the front door.
“Gwen.”
I followed.
“What is he talking about?”
She did not answer.
She opened the door.
“Ask your son why he’s spying on adults.”
Then she left.
For several seconds, the house was silent.
Maya was crying quietly.
Noah went to her.
I returned to the table.
“Liam.”
He looked worried.
“I wasn’t spying.”
“I believe you.
Tell me what happened.”
He unlocked his camera.
“On the third day.”
He said.
“You
