He knew exactly which wounds to press.
“I won’t let him distract me,” I said.
I helped Mother into the guest bedroom and locked the door from the inside. The room had one tall window overlooking the backyard. I checked that it opened easily in case officers needed another way in.
Then I walked downstairs.
Julian and Chloe were seated at the dining table.
Three plates had been arranged beneath the chandelier. A bottle of red wine stood open between them. Julian had removed his jacket and rolled his sleeves to the elbows, presenting the image of a tired caretaker trying to enjoy a peaceful family meal.
Chloe smiled without warmth.
“How is she?”
“Exhausted.”
“She has difficult evenings,” Julian said. “The doctor calls it sundowning.”
“Which doctor?”
His fork paused.
“Dr. Halpern.”
I had met Dr. Halpern once. He was Mother’s cardiologist, not a neurologist.
“When did he diagnose her with dementia?”
Julian leaned back.
“I didn’t say dementia.”
“You said sundowning.”
“It’s a symptom.”
“Of what?”
Chloe placed her wineglass down.
“This is exactly why your visits are disruptive. You arrive without warning, interrogate everyone, and upset your mother.”
“I asked one question.”
“You’ve been upstairs nearly an hour.”
“Mom needed help.”
“She needs consistency,” Chloe snapped. “Not a daughter playing hero for one weekend.”
Julian raised a calming hand.
“Let’s not fight.”
His performance was almost convincing.
He gestured toward the empty chair.
“Sit down, Elena.”
I sat.
The longer I kept them talking, the safer Mother remained.
Julian served me a slice of roast chicken.
“I know this is difficult for you,” he began. “You haven’t seen the daily decline. Mom forgets conversations. She accuses us of taking things. Last week she claimed Chloe locked her in the pantry.”
“Did Chloe lock her in the pantry?”
Chloe’s eyes sharpened.
“Of course not.”
“Then why would she say that?”
“Because she’s ill.”
Julian sighed.
“We didn’t want to worry you.”
“That was thoughtful.”
He mistook my calmness for surrender.
“We have arranged a place for her,” he continued. “A beautiful facility with trained staff.”
“Willow Haven?”
Both of them froze.
Only for a second.
But I saw it.
Chloe recovered first.
“Did she tell you?”
