"Christina's practically family. She got a scare today—what's wrong with comforting her a little?"
He swirled his drink. "Besides, you know how Fern is. She always makes a big scene, then lets it go. Even if she finds out, she'll forgive me. She always does."
But Kevin—you just used your last chance.
1.
I drew a slow breath and pushed open the door.
The noise in the private room died instantly. Someone scrambled to kill the music.
The moment Kevin saw me, he shot to his feet. A flicker of panic crossed his face before he smoothed it over.
"Babe—what are you doing here? Is the funeral all taken care of?"
He gestured vaguely toward Christina. "She was really shaken up. I figured she's your sister, and you were so busy, so I brought her out to get her mind off things—"
Sister.
The word curdled in my stomach.
"Kevin." My voice came out flat. Dead. "Did you drink yourself stupid, or did you just forget why my mother is dead?"
Today was supposed to be my parents' twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.
Instead, my father's mistress and her daughter showed up at our door. They called it a "congratulations visit." It was a declaration of war.