The following morning, Jocelyn stopped by her dad’s place as she’d promised. But to her surprise, she found Alex waiting outside.
“Is it true?” said Alex, her cheeks flushed. “Did you marry Luke Wright?”
Jocelyn’s shoulders drooped. “Let’s talk in my car.”
“I’m not going to make a scene.”
But Alex followed Jocelyn to her car and climbed into the passenger seat without further protest. Her arms crossed, Alex had her chin to her chest.
“Is it true?” asked Alex quietly.
“Who told you?”
“Oh, a little bird told me. But I told that person it couldn’t be true. There was no way. Because you’re my sister, and you would’ve said something before Judy f*****g Turner would find out.” Alex gaze caught Jocelyn’s. “Right?”
“I was going to tell you—”
“What, when you and Luke had five kids and a jo
