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“What is it that you do?” Harrison asked.
“Wealth management.”
“I think I like the sound of that,” Tracy said with a laugh.
“Tracy, is it?” Roger asked.
“That’s right.”
“With anior ay?”
“Ay.”
“Love your sweatshirt, Tracy with ay. I’ll be sure not to underestimate you.”
“Smart man,” Tracy said.
He swiveled toward me. “And Jodi, correct?”
I bit down hard on my lower lip. “With ani,” I said before he had a chance to ask. It took all my self-restraint to keep from slapping him across his handsome face. “Andrew, is it?”
He nodded.
“Why do I think you look more like a ‘Roger’?”
He smiled. “I have no idea. But you can call me Roger, if you prefer. I’ve always liked that name.”
“Come,” Elyse urged, taking him by the elbow and moving him toward the other guests.
“What an odd thing to say,” Tracy said to me. “He looks like a Roger? Who on earth looks like a Roger?”
I shrugged. What else could I do?
“What do you think this means?” Tracy asked, her gaze following him around the room.
“I have no idea.”
“For us, I mean,” she clarified.
“I know what you mean. I still have no idea.”
“We have to get back in Dad’s good graces.”
“Why? What are you talking about?”
“Think about it,” she said. “If Dad dies, Elyse could inherit the bulk, if not all, of his estate, which means that when she dies, her son could walk away with everything. And we, my dear sister, end up with nothing.”
“I think you’re getting a little ahead of yourselves, ladies,” Harrison said.
“Better ahead than behind,” Tracy told him. “Right, Jodi?”
I nodded. But the truth was that being ahead or behind only mattered when you knew where you were. And as I’d already told my sister several times, I had no idea.
