Marcie pressed her lips together as she finished cleaning up and set aside the vacuum cleaner. This conversation was going to require alcohol. Collecting the bottle out of the fridge and two glasses, she went into the living room, tipped two generous pours, and sat down with a sigh.
"I think maybe Kaden did this," she said, looking regretful as she took a swallowed of wine. "We had a fight today. He found out about us and took it... badly. I don't know but I think maybe it was him." Understatement about the response, if this really was his doing.