“If you want dinner, lick it off the floor!” My son-in-law mocked me after knocking my plate down, while making a toast at dinner. I stood up, adjusted my coat, and said three words that left him completely terrified!

once.

At three that afternoon, Victor arrived at my guesthouse without knocking.

Two men followed him inside.

“Margaret,” he said with a tight smile, “you’ve embarrassed yourself enough.”

“I’m busy.”

He stepped farther into the room anyway. “You’re confused. Angry. Claire says you’ve been behaving strangely.”

I tilted my head.

“She told you that?”

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