Margaret invited Mom to lunch without Grant.
Mom told me about it after she got home. She sat on my bed and told me the whole conversation, not because she wanted my advice, but because she didn't want me to hear a twisted version later.
Margaret had offered her a position overseeing community outreach for the Vale Foundation. The salary was more than Mom made at the clinic. The hours were flexible, and the foundation had already paid for the clinic's new equipment.
"What did she want in return?" I asked.
"She said she hoped I'd encourage Clara to spend more time with her grandmother."
"That's it?"
"She also said that if I accepted the job, it might help everyone see that I'm here for the right reasons."
My stomach tightened. "She thinks you married Grant for money."
"She thinks I'
