"Where is your father?" Laura asked, pushing past Nadine ... if this really was Nadine.
"Father?" the teenage girl asked. "Mom, my 'father' skipped out on us when I was three, remember? It's just us."
"What?" Laura blurted out. She rushed back towards the bedrooms. "Roger! Please tell me you're here."
"Mom, what the hell is wrong with you?" Nadine asked, walking back into the master bedroom behind her. "You are really freaking me out."
