I pulled Mom into the hallway. “What are you DOING?”
My parents looked at each other. Then Dad leaned over my shoulder and whispered the truth.
And I realized my dad was a genius.
PART 2
“Maya,” Dad whispered, “we did it on purpose. All of it. The clothes, the van, the garbage bags. We wanted you to see something, today, that you’d never believe if we just told you.