from the house, her expression a careful study of surprise, but her

mother's presence, preened. "Mom, this crazy wom

a shift in power, r

s simple dress, which was, in fact, custom-made and del

off that cheap rag a

eked, "Trying to ruin Britta

herself before she fell. David watched, his face impassive, allow

This was her home, these were people who worked for her

her skin, a symbol of the hidden life they were trampling. They had no id

olidify within Sarah, pushin

and steady despite the chaos. "You will re

! What are you gonna do, old

ne who threw the drink, shoved S

That passive cruelty

ect, about a fundamental lack of character, about a profound, cal

ge now adorning this cheap, vulgar display, ignited a different kind of fire. It wasn't just

her mind, "Some people only un

idea how r