“ARE YOU INSANE?”
At first, Garnett had displayed a dead calm. Mallory and Brendan had come in through the front doors and told him all about the wonderful day they’d had out in Central Park. He had stood, hands folded behind his back, a thin smile on his face and without any expression in his eyes at all. He was a living and breathing statue.
Brendan’s excitement had slowly waned, his voice had gotten smaller and slower, until finally he stopped. “It was fun, Dad. It’s the most fun I think I’ve ever had.”
Garnett had reached out and taken Brendan by a shoulder, a cold but loving gesture. “Go upstairs to your room and get ready for bed,” his father had told him. “I’d like to discuss some things with Mallory.”
The way Brendan had looked at her, Mallory could tell he knew better than she
