His face had gone pale.
“What did you mean?”
He looked toward the hallway.
“Nothing.”
“You said Grandma.”
He looked toward the hallway.
“Ben, what does Grandma do?”
His eyes filled with tears.
My hands started shaking.
“I promised.”
“Promised what?”
“Not to tell you.”
My hands started shaking.
I sat on the floor.
He started crying.
“Who asked you to promise?”
“Grandma.”
“Why?”
He started crying.
I reached for him.
For a second, I almost felt relieved.
“Baby, you’re not in trouble.”
His voice came out tiny.
“She wakes Brenda up.”
For a second, I almost felt relieved.
“What?”
He told me Diane sometimes came into the nursery after we were asleep.
“Grandma wakes her up at night.”
I didn’t understand.
“Maybe Brenda cries and Grandma checks on her.”
Ben shook his head hard.
“No. Brenda is sleeping.”
He told me Diane sometimes came into the nursery after we were asleep.
