“Her husband’s creepy, always spying on everyone.”
“Well, he won’t be doing that so much now that he’s got a new job.”
“He got a job?”
“Started Monday.”
“That’s quite the job,” Erin says, scrolling through her messages. “Is he some kind of sand tester or something?”
“Sand tester? What are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about the fact I saw him sunning himself on the beach Monday afternoon.”
“No. It must have been somebody else.”
“It was him. You can ask Mark.”
“Why would I ask Mark?”
“Because he saw him, too.”
“You were at the beach with Mark?” Maggie watches the color drain from her daughter’s face. “You told me you went with a bunch of kids from school.”
“Shit,” Erin mutters.
“Erin…”
“It’s no big deal.”
“If it’s no big deal, why did you lie to me?”
“Because I knew how you’d react, that’s why. You blow everything way out of proportion.”
“No, she doesn’t,” Leo interjects.
“Shut up, Leo.”
“Don’t tell your brother to shut up.”
“If you weren’t so paranoid about everything, I wouldn’t have to lie.”
“Stop trying to turn this around. This is not about me.”
The doorbell rings.
“Finally!” Erin says, jumping off the sofa. “Sanity has arrived.”
“This is not over,” Maggie says to her daughter’s back.
“Oh, it’s over.”
“What’s over?” Leo asks.
“You’re late,” she hears her daughter say as she opens the front door.
“There was an accident on 95,” Craig is explaining as Maggie and Leo step into the hall. “Everything okay here?”
“Just Mom having her daily meltdown,” Erin says.