Chapter 4

David only rushed home because Margaret called him, hysterical and gasping for air.

His brother, Michael, pulled into the driveway right behind him.

Margaret was slumped on the sofa, clutching a damp tissue and sobbing like her world had ended.

Margaret sobbed, her voice cracking, "I have been nothing but a saint to her—I've treated her like she was my own flesh and blood! How could she say those foul things to me?

"She called me 'a spring chicken' and said I was acting desperate.

"I've never been so humiliated in my life—at my age, to be dragged through the…