Chapter 168
Grace
“Your boyfriend went to work on a Sunday?” Gary asked in surprise. My Dad heard him and decided to join the conversation.
“Damon left? When?” He asked in a displeased tone.
“He left early. Had urgent work to do,” I answered in a low tone. I don’t want any attention to this subject, but it isn’t possible when twenty people around you have no life and are interested in mine.
“On a Sunday?” My mom asked and invited herself into the conversation.
“Who works on a Sunday? Grace, are you sure he is at work?” Cindy asked.
I got up from the couch and answered quickly, “Yes, I am. Now can we please have some breakfast?”
My dad addressed the audience, “Everyone, leave. Grace, you stay.”
Everyone in the hall left to have breakfast and I was standing in the living room with
