Richard
Michael paces up and down, his face a brewing storm as he grows more and more agitated. Something is building in him and I'm not sure I want to be in the way of it when it bursts.…
James, unspeaking, watches him. He can see as well as I can that something is about to blow.
She’s coming….
…. but when?
My thoughts must show in my face. Michael looks at me askance. “What?”
“Do you blame me for this?”
He swings his head, brow furrowed. “Why would I blame you?”
“If I had forbidden Charlotte…”
He cuts me off. “If she wouldn’t take it from me or James, I don’t think you would have gotten anywhere.” His voice is bitter. “Charlotte does what Charlotte does. Perhaps we all simply have to live with that if we want her in our lives.”
I had lost my wife and they had Charlotte….
She b
