A Painting at the Gallery Looked Exactly Like My Daughter – But When I Met the Artist, I Couldn’t Believe My Eyes

“It’s fine.”

It had not been fine.

I looked at Elaine.

“You hid this?”

Elaine’s voice stayed thin. “Nova and I had plans.”

“No, I didn’t,” Nova said. “You told me Lily didn’t really want me there.”

Patrick turned toward Elaine.

“You told me Tanya changed the date.”

Elaine looked cornered now.

“The girls were too attached. Every time Lily came over, Nova forgot continue reading …