An Unexpected Conversation
They sat at the long kitchen table.
Marisol folded her hands in her lap.
“If this is about last night,” she began softly, “I’m sorry if I overstepped. I didn’t mean to interfere.”
Andrew shook his head.
“You didn’t interfere. You protected my children.”
Her eyes came up to meet his, surprised.
“Ms. Langford no longer works here,” he continued. “I know what happened. I reviewed the security logs. I saw the times she left. I also saw what you did.”
Tears gathered in Marisol’s eyes, though she tried to hold them back.
“They were scared,” she whispered. “Lily kept asking if her dad was coming home.”
That sentence cut straight through something in Andrew’s chest.
“You slept on the floor,” he said quietly.
She gave a small shrug, looking embarrassed.
“It wasn’t a big deal. They needed someone.”
