Chapter 26
TarynI glanced at my phone and cursed. As if the whole situation didn’t stress me out enough, I was already thirty minutes late. Evening rush hour traffic heading toward the northern suburbs ground along at a snail’s pace. Jeff asked me to be there by six. Shannon would arrive at seven—if she were on time.
A big, happy family dinner. After a few weeks of therapy, that was the plan—sort of. Jeff’s dad—a devout stoic—wouldn’t be the problem, and while I had found the wherewithal to grit my teeth through shows of civility, this was likely too much to hope for with Nora McConnell. My future mother-in-law wore her contempt for Shannon as easy as the caftans she enjoyed lounging in on weekends.
Jeff had spent the week admonishing his mother at every turn, “Just don’t say anything t
