CHAPTER 26
Intervention at King’s Island
For the rest of the year, Priscilla suffered tremendous anguish, but kept it to herself. She refused to allow anybody into her private space. Habitually, she would pick up the telephone to call home, only to realize there was no one to call. Or sometimes she would grab her shoulder bag to “take a drive up the road,” only to catch herself and ask, “What am I doing?” Liza had sold the Austin property there and was making plans to relocate elsewhere. Priscilla had not even thought about what her mom would do once she had sold the property. Apart from Amber, she had no more family and friends in Prendergast.
Most disturbingly, she sat alone in that huge Victorian house and sobbed, “Who the hell cares?”
No one knew that Priscilla was spending so much
