“You didn’t care enough to ask!” Dani said. She laid the old photograph of her mother as a young woman back down on the kitchen table.
Her father glanced at her, then looked away. “It wasn’t my secret,” he repeated.
“You didn’t want to know.”
He shrugged and half nodded. “Maybe. I don’t remember.”
“It was a long time ago,” Dani’s sister Kari pointed out.
The old man stared out the window. “I guess I should’ve asked. She didn’t seem to want to talk about it, and I was afraid of what I might hear.” He glanced at his daughters. “I thought I was the first, and then it turned out I wasn’t. It was safer not to know.”
The two women looked at each other.
“I’m sorry, Dad,” Dani said.
He nodded and continued to look out the window.
Kari pushed back her chair. “Anyone want tea?” she asked.
Copyright © 2014 Loretta Miles Tollefson