“So you’re trying to tell me to feel sorry for your daughter?” Kate wondered where the young black woman got so much anger. She didn’t even know her. “When she was sleeping around with not one, not two, not three, but with God knows how many different men? I’m sorry, lady, but you’re the one who needs somebody to feel sorry for you if you believe she deserves any pity.”
The audience broke into laughter and applause.
Kate had never dreamed it would be this bad.
Joanna Downs smiled. “What do you say to a reaction like that, Kate?”
When had she become Kate? She was Mrs. Donner when the show began, Mrs. Donner as Joanna led her through her story, but now, as the audience turned on her, she was just Kate.
“I would say that none of you people know my daughter.”
The audience groaned.
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