![]() Finding Edward
-- EXCERPT: My mother came out with two shot glasses and a bottle of bourbon. She poured some liquor in each glass and put one in front of me on the coffee table. She downed hers before taking a seat on the couch next to me. My stomach curled at the thought of mixing bourbon with my upset stomach. “For some strange reason, Grams wants me to go to Italy. She said you had a secret to share, something that could explain why.” My mother fidgeted silently, hands in her lap. I braced myself. “Tom Rudack is not your father.” I stared at the boring beige rug under my feet. I didn’t know what I expected her to say, but it wasn’t that. I wrangled my bottom lip between my teeth and winced from the bruising I’d given it earlier. “Stop biting your lip,” she said. “Are you saying the man you were married to is not Ray’s and my father?” I raised my eyes to her face. Chin lifted with an air of defiance I didn’t quite understand, she watched me, her brown eyes partially hidden behind long bangs, unnaturally dark for her age. “He’s Ray’s father. Not yours.” I let out a noisy breath and shook my head. “Then who… who is my father?” “He’s a man from the garden center where I used to work. An Italian who came here on a work visa. He worked a year and went back to Italy.” My real father was Italian? ![]()
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Sue G..
4/9/2020 09:38:59 am
What a great cover! Sounds interesting!
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