The TV blared, the news anchor’s voice cutting through the apartment like a blade.
“Former hockey star Larry Carson spotted at the airport after months of silence. Speculation rises on his mystery illness and the unidentified woman at his side—”
Margaret snatched the remote and turned the volume up, her face twisted with pure rage. “Oh, hell no.”
Emily sat beside her on the couch, arms crossed, her expression mirroring Margaret’s fury. “They’re acting like you faked your own death and just got caught alive.”
On the floor, Sophie pointed excitedly at the screen, her little finger jabbing at the image of Larry being swarmed by reporters. “Uncle Larry!”
Larry, sitting stiffly at the kitchen table, groaned. “Yeah, kiddo. That’s me.”
Sophie gasped dramatically. “You’re on TV?” She turned
