A crash echoed as the red wine glass slipped from Alger's hand, shattering on the floor.
"I don't know. No one... no one told me." Alger stammered, scrambling to his feet and rushing over to me. His voice rose to a shout. "Jane, did you do this on purpose? Everyone knew but you deliberately kept me in the dark?"
"He was my son too, you know!" I stood up, my heart turning to ice, my breath frosting over. "Yes, he was your son too! So I want to ask you, Alger, did *you* *deliberately* *not* want to know?"
Lily trailed behind Alger, clutching tissues and crouching down to dab at the red wine stain on his pants.
*So attentive. So utterly devoted to her man.*
I was beginning to understand why Alger was so hung up on his childhood sweetheart.
As if oblivious, Alger suddenly grabbed my ar
