I hung up.
“Who was that?” Ryan asked, his voice laced with urgency.
“Someone who I hope will give me the answers you won’t.”
minutes later, Travis stood inside our doorway while Ryan glared at him.
I folded my arms.
“Tell me what Emma told you.”
He looked uncomfortable. “She started asking why Ryan didn’t like me.”
Ryan scoffed.
Travis ignored him. “At first I told her adults don’t always get along. Then she said Ryan kept asking her questions about me.”
I looked at my husband. “What questions?”
Travis answered.
“Whether I ever took her somewhere else. Whether I bought her things. Whether I let her do things you wouldn’t allow. Whether I told her to keep secrets.”
My stomach tightened.
Ryan said, “Those are normal questions.”