‘Does he hate his daughter so much?’
‘Oh,’ she shrugs her shoulders with resignation, ‘He doesn’t hate her, just… they are like oil and water. Even at a young age, Jackie had an idea how she wanted to live her life, which was in total opposition to what William had planned for his daughter. They never understood one another, and Jackie chose freedom over…’ she scans me with her eyes while hesitantly biting her lower lip, ‘her family’s money and the high status which the name Stanley entails. I don’t think anyone would understand it better than you,’ she looks at me inquisitively, and I nod. She is absolutely right. ‘Perhaps it’s better this way. It’s better that Jackie lives her own life, because they would mangle each other if they were locked up together, at the same place.’
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