It’s hard to imagine that our parents had lives and told us lies even before we were born. As we ourselves age, the gap widens between what we think we know about them and who they actually are/were. It’s a concept carefully explored in Nita Noveno’s new memoir, Mud on the Moon (Red Hen Press; 224 pages), which traces the author’s relationship with her elderly father, Benito, and the different ways she uncovers details about a man she didn’t know as well as she initially thought.