“Oh, jeez. I’m so sorry,” the pretty girl said as she reached down to pick Shaun from the floor. “Are you okay?”
Smith noted Shaun looking behind him to make sure one of his grandparents were en route to rescue and to coddle him. While Wynn trotted toward him, Shaun grabbed his left knee and winced. Smith shook his head. Shaun was shooting for one or two scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream later.
Then Smith slowed down. He felt the last forty years of hiding his secret from his wife and from extended family potentially fall apart as he recognized Vicki and Caitlin—aka stripper Aurora—walking together. Either one of them could recognize him, and both would have their own reaction and story to tell. Both of which could be equally devastating to his harmonious family life.
How would Sm
