Chapter 32
Foolish Love
Sophia turned the business card over in her fingers and touched the embossed phone number. Squaring her shoulders, she used the house phone to dial. “Melody Foxhall please,” she said to the receptionist who answered.
“Can I ask who’s calling?” the female voice asked and Sophia swallowed and said her name. A few seconds later Melody’s bright voice came on the line.
“Hey, sweetheart. How are you?”
“I’m just about to confront my father,” she replied, hearing her voice c***k. “I have this feeling he won’t believe me.”
Silence followed and she waited, listening to the noises in the background which reassured her Melody hadn’t hung up. “I told you before, I can’t help you,” the woman said. She sounded sympathetic and Sophia warmed to her maternalism.
“I know, but p
