Trent knew when his wife was hiding something from him. He’d never tell her as much, but she was a terrible actress. She tended to get quiet when something was wrong (a big red flag), and then she’d avoid him (another red flag). The two combined were basically a sign screaming, SOMETHING IS WRONG! Now he just had to figure out how to get her to tell him what it was. After two years of marriage and having known Lizzie for over a dozen years, he knew well enough that pushing Lizzie to talk meant she’d shut him out. It was rather akin to sticking your hand in a bear trap: one second everything was fine, the next you had metaphorical teeth sunk into your wrist. At breakfast that morning, the adults were preoccupied with eating when James burst into the room. “It’s snowing!” he practically s