Chapter Seven
Although she was crying, Grant didn’t believe the tears that Robin was producing. To him it smacked of an Oscar-worthy performance from an A-list actor: note-perfect and false because he could only see the artist and not the role.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” Robin sobbed to Nate whose face went back and forth between stoic and volatile. Grant wasn’t sure if Nate was really buying Robin’s act, but he didn’t say anything.
He did, however, have a lot to say to Jennie on their drive over to the Tellers’ house. “You know, half of this is your fault,” he snidely pointed out.
“I know, I know,” Jennie kept repeating, trying to placate her husband.
“You had to meddle with their marriage. You had to make Robin be honest with Nate. Geez, any marriage is a mutually-agreed upon set
