In the kitchen, Dad is stationed at one skillet while Gia flips pancakes at another. Marca and Livia both sit at the table, looking at their phones. “You guys do know it’s Saturday morning, right?” I tease. My family has never slept super late, but this is a tad unusual, even for us. Gia grins. “Carter and I are taking the kids to the zoo today, so I had to get an early start.” She’d crept in late last night, and I didn’t want to keep her awake with news of Dad filing for divorce, so I didn’t say anything yet. By the sound of things, the news will have to wait a little longer. “That sounds like fun. I haven’t been to the zoo in ages.” “You’re welcome to join us!” “Maybe another time, but thanks for the invite.” I have more pressing matters to deal with. Livia drops her phone on the table a
