Chapter Thirty-SevenSea Scope: Present day
After I'd composed myself, I said, “Mother, you have to share this with Detective Marshall.”
She looked down at her hands. “I realize that. I've hidden this way too long. I wanted to protect you and Glen. I didn't want you to know your father was a homosexual and a murderer, too.”
“I don't understand. If he was in love with Michael, why would he kill him? You told me you'd already agreed to a divorce.”
“Sarah, I don't have all the answers. I haven't been the best mother to you by hiding this and trying to drink it away. I'm ready to face whatever happens now.”
“What did you do with the note?” I hoped she'd saved it, which might make things easier when she spoke with the detective.
“I tore it into tiny pieces and threw it in the trash. I want
