"Daddy's not a slam-bam thank-you-ma'am kind of guy," Ava once quipped when I commented on how long a particular woman had been with him in his room. "Most women are amazed at his stamina."
"How do you know all this?" I asked her.
"A little bird told me," she said and laughed at the expression on my face. "You have a lot to learn, Lorelei, a lot to learn."
She made it sound as if every little new tidbit of information was as sweet and wonderful as a ripe grape, especially anything new that I learned about Daddy.
Marla looked sullen and disappointed at breakfast when I stepped into the dining room. What had she been expecting to see? Me sour and tearful? Was she hoping I'd be sent away and she'd move up the ladder toward a bigger place in Daddy's heart ahead of me?
