Lies Have Consequences
I kicked off my shoes and walked over, but just as I sat down, my phone vibrated again.
It was a text from an unknown number.
[I heard you're coming to Kingsport.]
[I've waited all these years, and I can finally see you.]
I stared at those texts for two seconds, then covered my mouth to keep from laughing.
The moon rose outside the window, casting silver light across the dining table. My family sat together, and the click of forks and knives mingled with laughter until it filled the room. I bit into crab cake, and the flavor spread across my tongue.