It left things that a suspicious, cynical mind wouldn't have thought were important. Stupid details. I dug through the text again, the same things I'd read, this time paying attention to what I'd glossed over before. Also, I considered that being her daughter, I might think like her, too.
She hadn't told dad what she was doing, had she? Damn near everyone, including me from time to time, assumed that she was cheating on him, or that she had some other secret. But I knew a few reasons why I might lie to him. I might do so to keep him from worrying about me. I might do so if I felt that he would judge me for what I was doing. I might also lie if...I was going to surprise him?
It wasn't a big important day...but something occurred to me. A long forgotten memory. Daddy telling mom that she c
