Her laugh was loud, grating. “A friend of mine back in college told me of you. You got knocked up like a cheap slut and had to take time off from school to give birth.” Annette snickered.
Familiar shame wrapped around Macy with its venomous tendrils, choking her tightly. Hurriedly, she reached down to cover Will’s ears with her hands to prevent him from listening to Annette’s vindictive words.
“Oh,” Annette laughed again. “Covering your bastard son’s ears? Maybe if you hadn’t lived like a w***e, you wouldn’t have to cover his ears now. Tell me, did you get your degree on your knees? Did you suck all of your professors clocks to get your grades? Is he a product of a filthy affair with one of your professors?”
The terrible words brought back images that Macy had worked hard to bury. The
