I looked at him as he walked in. There is no way, it couldn't be right? She can’t be talking about that. I rushed out of their, and ran to the bathroom. I shook my head as I grabbed some paper towels and tried to wipe the running mascara off my face. I reached in my purse and grabbed some cover up I had on me, trying to fix the damage.
The door opened, Liliane walked in. "My dear, what on earth is the matter?"
I turned and looked at her, trying to hide tear stained face. "That event you were talking about. What was it?"
"What event?"
"Where Mr. Dalton got beat up by some boys."
"Oh, Uh. Let me think. It was at a hotel down town. It was a networking thing. They had meetings, kids activities, swimming. It was like a weekend thing. Why?"
I shook my head. "Was my Dad
