Molly-
“Is Becca not joining us?” my mother asked as we sat down for dinner that night.
It had been the first time in a while that we had all been home for a meal, and my mother had been very excited when I had joined them at the table. The smile she gave me had almost made it worth being in Paul’s presence and enduring the not-so-subtle glares he threw at me since I walked into the room.
However, I wasn’t about to let him push me out of this meal with my mother. This was her favorite time of the day, and I didn't know if I would get another chance to spend it with her.
“No,” I answered with a shake of my head. “She just needs some time alone.”
Williamina clicked her tongue. “I don’t blame her at all. I can’t believe that Ingram would be so cruel and heartless as to kick her own daughter out of her house just for spending the night with a MAN. I mean, for goodness’ sake! Becca is over the age of 18 now!”
