A Family Affair: A Small Town Family Saga (Truth In Lies Book 1) by Mary Campisi

Author:Mary Campisi [Campisi, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781938786044
Publisher: Mary Campisi
Published: 2014-01-06T00:00:00+00:00

It was an accident.

Gloria eased herself onto her side, moaned as the pillow slipped from between her knees, jarring her right ankle.

It had been two hours since Harry bombarded her bedroom, stealing first her slumber and then her peace of mind.

She let out a second moan that had nothing to do with her ankle. Why would he accuse her of manipulating her own accident?

People lost their footing every day, slipped, tripped, stumbled. That’s why these mishaps were called accidents, why engineers were continually designing new products such as nonskid surfaces and shoes with improved traction.

Did Christine believe she’d orchestrated the fall, too? Is that why she’d been so erratic lately? Surely, she must know her own mother would never do such a thing.

True, she hadn’t wanted her daughter to return to the cabin, had all but begged her not to go. But to fake her own accident to keep her here?

She never should’ve taken the pain pills that day. It was one thing to self-medicate in familiar surroundings, but to pop them, and then negotiate thirteen steps at The Presidio, down, not up, unassisted; well, that had proved disastrous.

If she could have avoided the steps, none of this would have happened. She knew how to balance her pills, move through her days in a shimmer of fuzziness that no one detected. And when sleep eluded her, an occasional Ambien got her through the night and much of the next morning.

It was talk of another trip that pushed her to the pills. Christine had no business going back there.

It was an accident. Christine knew that, didn’t she? Damn Harry Blacksworth and his worthless existence. And he’d thought she had no remorse…Charles had been standing by their bed the day she realized he really had loved her, despite the missed anniversary, the remoteness, the constant travel. But by then, it was too late.

How could you, Gloria? She could still picture him in their bedroom, so handsome, so wounded, the small, foil packet in his outstretched hand. How could you?

She’d tried hard to be valiant, make him believe. What is it? And then leaning closer, gasping, Where did that come from? Someone’s been in our bed! Oh my God, Charles!

And he, all the while watching her, the silver packet screaming infidelity in his outstretched palm…My cuff link fell under the bed…I bent to pick it up…

I’ll speak to Anna. I hired her nephew and his girlfriend two weeks ago to clean the windows and chandeliers. They must’ve snuck in here…how disgusting.

I already spoke with Anna. It wasn’t her nephew—

It had to have been him and his—

Anna told me she followed them from room to room to supervise their work. They never came near this bedroom, Gloria.

She’s lying to keep her job.

Stop it. He’d thrown the packet on the bed and said, It was you.

She’d crumpled at his feet. I’m sorry…I’m sorry…

I want a divorce.

No! She’d clutched his pant leg. No, please!

I’ll move out. You can stay in the house until we sell it.

No. No, Charles.

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