“Well,” I said, walking up the stairs of my front porch with my keys hanging from my hand. “To what do I owe this pleasant family reunion?”

Alex stood up from the wooden seat, wringing her hands together in front of her.

Luke had driven off, disappearing into the night after we said goodnight. His eyes held questions in them, but I reassured him that everything was alright.

“You haven’t answered any of my calls or texts,” she said, ...