CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
When we were back in Rick’s car, I said, “I don’t know Maureen’s last name, but I’m betting it’s Parker. It would be too much of a coincidence for Mason’s sister-in-law not to be Maureen at Memory Makers, but I don’t understand how she can be black.”
“Ever heard of adoption?” Brian asked, speaking the first words he’d uttered since we’d arrived at the hospital.
“We need to know more,” Rick said. Now that we have his wife’s maiden name, maybe we can find something on Diane Parker.” He took out his phone. “Lauren, do you know when Mason’s wife passed away? It must’ve been before you and your sister …”
“I was so young, Rick. I only recall Marie.”
Then it happened. I felt the flashback coming.
Patty and I were playing in the living room while Mother was cooking. I was
