She’d begun to fear her father had a secret lover earlier in the summer when she’d found so many pictures by the same artist. Here, now, was the closest she’d come to finding actual evidence that such a woman may have existed. And yet there wasn’t a single photo of this phantom woman. Had her father thrown them all away when the affair ended, or had the woman purposefully stayed out of the shots so that the affair could continue?
She shook her head, confused. The last thought didn’t make sense. Say there was a secret lover who stayed out of the shot of the camera out of fear of being discovered, then why would that woman also be present for Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and birthdays; in other words, making herself well known to Emily? Had they sworn her to secrecy? It seemed like a
