“Fair enough. As you suggested before, she barely made it onto your radar. Still, something’s not clicking for me here, Jerri…sorry, Jeannie. Perhaps you could help me connect the dots?”
She narrowed her eyes and studied me and after a moment, granted me a single head nod. I readied my stick for another poke.
“If you’re not here to get revenge because Martin chose Alison over you, then why are you here? In the years since you took your sister’s place, you’ve had a pretty nice life…lots of money, beautiful houses all over the world, a husband who doted over you and a son who admires you and who has made you proud and will likely do so again when he and his lovely wife bring a grandchild into the world. Heck…sounds like a dream world to me.”
Jeannie nodded, then glared at Martin. “It was.
