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.”
“The questions weren’t the problem,” Travis replied. “At least, not the first time you asked them, but then you kept pushing after she answered you.”
I looked at Ryan. He wouldn’t meet my eyes.
Travis continued. “She told me you kept bringing it up. Eventually you told her, ‘You don’t have to protect Travis. You can
