Granddad sat back against the sofa, his eyes going from me to Mark, and back again. "That's quite a tale." But then he smiled at Mark. "I thought you looked familiar. Your dad was Tom Houghton?"
"Uh huh." Mark looked at me. "Sorry. Mullaney is my aunt's last name."
I shrugged, and tried the new name, pronounced like Haw-ton, and found it rolled off my tongue just as pleasantly. "I like it."
He grinned at me, but then turned back to granddad. "I'm sorry I lied about everything," he sa