And had those men who came before him been as consistently uncomfortable as he was, sitting here trying to pay attention to his slice of apple pie and scoop of vanilla ice cream? Didn’t her parents see how far she’d gone to get their attention, until she felt that pissing them off was her only avenue of expression?
“You know, dear, as soon as you’re done with that flying nonsense—”
“I am done with it.” Trisha’s sudden snarl drew Bill’s attention back to the conversation he’d been mostly ignoring as he simply watched the dynamics around him.
“You’re what?” Bill managed the words in the sudden silence brought on by Trisha’s acid tone.
She shot to her feet, knocking the heavy armchair over backward with a crash that rattled the silverware, and glared across the table at him. She chucked h
