Chapter Eight
Over her pajamas, Tiffy was wearing the ugliest sweater Jeremy had ever seen, which he thought had red wine spilled on it, from the color and the odor. Her face was giving nothing away. At the same time, he was aware that her father was standing in the background with the oddest expression on his face, but then, Wayne Cahill had never been a man of many words.
Wayne was pleasant, easygoing, and always had a smile and kind word when he talked to anyone. He was also a man with an amazing sense of humor, always laughing, and he leaned toward the dark sarcastic side, choosing to take life not quite so seriously. It was clear from his expression that he had no idea about any of the s**t that had just hit the fan, namely, Jeremy being the father of Brandon. Now he wondered what T
