“What?” I asked her, my tone steady but my mind racing.
Tina sighed, shaking her head as if the answer was obvious to everyone but me. “Oh, come on. It ain’t right. I mean, Mina, seriously? She was like a daughter to you. You used to be a father figure to her. I mean, she saw you as her father. You and Robert were friends when he was alive. She was like your little girl in those days.”
“Yeah, I know,” I cut her off before she could go further. “You’re stating the obvious. Do you think I don’t know that? You think this is news to me?” I looked at her, my eyes steady, unwilling to let her manipulate the conversation further.
But she wasn’t done. She pushed forward with her charade, relentless in her questioning. “And to top it all off, she was married to your son.”
I stopped her with a f
