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“Grace doesn’t talk to her mother. Her mother disparaged her. Destroyed her,” I say, flinging my hands in defense of Grace.
If someone is accusing Grace of working with my father, I will have her back this time. I willnotrepeat my mistake.
Frank holds up his hands. “Hey, I’m on Grace’s side.I’m on your side.You don’t have to defend her to me. I don’t have any reason to believe Grace has any idea this is going on.”
I stagger a breath and am annoyed that in the back of my mind, I still wonder.Why the fuck don’t I trust her?She’s done nothing to give me reason not to. I know for a fact that her mother mentally abused her for years. That she sided with Grace’s ex-husband and disparaged her to the press. There is no reason for me to have even the slightest suspicions of Grace’s motives.
“So, her mother and my father…andChase.”
Frank nods. “Do you have any idea what they could be up to?”
This time I pick up the whiskey and take a bigger swig. “I don’t have a fucking clue. But if my father is involved, it’s not good.” I slam down the glass and groan in frustration.
Why won’t Chasejust call me back? I mean doesn’t he realize that our father is to blame for all this? He’s mad we kept the truth from him, but it’s our father who raped his mother. Why the fuck would he be teaming up with him now? It makes no sense.
“Are they in Bristol?” I ask.
I honestly have no idea where my dad is living. My grandmother had assured me that he wasn’t staying at the house and he wouldn’t be there for Christmas. It was the only way we all agreed to come.
He shakes his head. “Boston.”
My eyes are like saucers. “He’shere?” My chest burns.
Frank leans against my desk. “Breathe.”
I hadn’t realized I stopped.
