I looked at Granddaddy and didn't know what to think. His motives left me frustrated. His purposed and mine were not the same. But I knew it wouldn't do to tell him this. If I gave him my reasons for wanting to marry Gretchen Hammond, if I pointed out that I loved her and enjoyed f*****g her, he might even have a stroke.
"All the better if she is f*****g with some other man," Granddaddy pointed out. "When the right time comes, well expose them, disgrace her and at the same time jerk the rug from under her arrogant old man. Golly me, boy, I can hardly await the day! I've dreamed of it too long already!"
So my grandfather didn't turn out to be much of a solace to me at this time. I still wanted to believe that Gretchen was innocent of the accusations brought against her by Babbs. I hated t
