Chapter Forty-One
Penelope Peters
I didn’t know what I thought would happen. I thought, after the funeral, things got settled. I had given up everything to be with the death of my Mother. Not by choice either. Now, a strange man was my adoptive father and using me for political clout.
At lunch the next day, I decided that I was going to sit with Cadoc. To force him to talk with me. I took my lunch tray and walked over to his table where he was sitting with Winnie, and Eddie Spencer. Gwyneth was nowhere, somehow.
Cadoc saw me coming towards him and he looked away, focusing instead on whatever Eddie was saying.
“Ibiza on Spring Break,” said Eddie, “come on. You haven’t done anything fun this year. We deserve a rowdy weekend. Girls. Booze. Depravity and misconduct.”
“Hey Cadoc,”
