“It’s fine,” Sorcha said, sounding altogether too chirpy. “I mean we knew it, didn’t we?”
“Yes,” Lacie said. “That doesn’t make it easier to hear… I wish I was there to give you a hug.”
“I don’t need a hug I… I’m going to take a nap.”
“Sorch—”
“Thanks for telling me, Lacie. You’re a real friend.”
“Was it right to tell you?” Lacie asked, but she had no choice if she wanted to help Ryder.
“Yes. I wouldn’t want to be that woman. You know, everybody whispering behind her back… Do you know who it is?”
“A blonde woman from the household staff,” Lacie said.
Sorcha yelped and actually laughed. “How cliché! Wouldn’t his father be proud? Bruce made up with them, he’s been sleeping there since Lulu was born… or sleeping… somewhere else maybe.”
Lacie didn’t know Booth’s parents. Sorcha had lo
