“So Kim knew and I didn’t?” “Yes.” I nod. “What about Landon? Does Landon know, too? Karen? Vance?” “Why would Vance know?” I snap at him. He’s back to being ridiculous. “Kimberly probably told him. Did you tell Landon, too?” “No, Hardin. Only Kimberly. I had to tell someone, and I couldn’t depend on you enough to tell you.” “Ouch.” His tone is harsh and his frown overwhelming. “It’s true,” I quietly say. “I know you don’t want to hear it, but it’s true. You seem to forget that you didn’t want anything to do with me until my father died.”