Aaron looked at Alice.
“You never told me that.”
“I didn’t think it mattered.”
She looked at Patrick.
“Then Lana said there was something familiar about them.”
Nobody spoke.
“She didn’t know who I was,” Alice continued. “She couldn’t have. I didn’t even know Dad knew her.”
“Maybe you reminded her of something,” I said.
“Maybe.”
Alice squeezed Aaron’s hand.
“But after tonight, it feels different.”
Then she laughed nervously.
“This whole thing is insane.”
“That,” I said, “we can agree on.”
“But I’m also glad.”
“Glad?”
“That somehow our families crossed paths before either Aaron or I knew.”
She looked at him.
“I know that sounds strange.”
“It doesn’t.”
Alice took a breath.
“I know three months sounds crazy.”