“Oh, Eleanor, you’re back? This is my girlfriend Vivienne, the one I told you about. I hope you don't mind her joining us for dinner.”
“What did you call her?”
“My girlfriend.”
“You must be joking,” I say, his words too unbelievable. There’s no way Vivienne is dating Uncle Jack. My precious Uncle, dating Vivienne. I forbid it. Even though her behavior seems to have changed. Still, I know the type of woman she is, and I’d never let Uncle Jack be with someone like her.
“Why would I be joking?”
“Because this is the woman I work with.”
“That's not possible; my Vivienne is nothing like that woman you work with.”
“Your Vivienne. Someone, please wake me up. I’m having the worst nightmare of my life. Jason got someone pregnant, and now this. Are you kidding me, God?” I ask, frustrated with
