LUCY
Once the ceremony was over, Grant whisked us off to an early lunch at Blucabana. I watched him gobble down a hearty meal, whereas I couldn’t manage to taste a single lettuce leaf. I continued to stare at my plate as he cracked jokes with mother and teased June. Not that I wanted him to notice me but the fact that he did not for once ask me how I was faring after the whole charade reminded me there was nothing remotely sensitive about Grant. When a Clayton was on top, all was bliss in their one-sided view of the world. Unfortunately, June shared that satisfying radiance Grant had on. It sort of made me concerned that I was slowly but surely losing my daughter to the man. It was a good thing I had brought in the idea of June going to spend some time with her friend while I settled int
