held up a hand, cutting him off. “I know, Jack. About Mary. About Lily.”
His face crumpled. “I’m so sorry. I should have told you.”
“Why didn’t you?” The question came out softer than I expected.
Jack slumped into a chair.
“I was ashamed. My family… they like to think they’re good people, but the way they treated Mary… I couldn’t face it. Couldn’t admit continue reading …