s tight with co

, forcing a smile. "P

sic box back, a l

t. "Scarlett, we... we are so

bing her eyes. "We want t

lly neutral. I knew their guilt was genuine

llent security," I continued, turning to Marcus.

wary. "Yes.

ison, you'd be interested in reviewing the footag

pale. Marcu

that?" Mr. Harris

w things unfold," I said. "Sometimes, perceptions can be mi

tly at Chloe,

r my behavior, implying I might be an embarrassment. And Chloe's concern

e to Chloe, then to Marcus.

, Scarlett?" Marcus de

look at facts. Unless there's a reason you wouldn't wa

ett is just... perhaps a little overwhelmed. It's a

e, Chloe," I repli

. "Alright, Scarlett. If it makes you feel m

thinned. "As y

ey saw his condescending remarks to me in the car via the driveway camera I'd cleverly ensured was part of the "arriva

recover by play

" she said to Mrs. Harrison later, tears welling in her eyes. "

vish welcome dinner, bustling around,

lett is understandably defensive. She comes from a

e as ungrateful,

ggested... and we agree... that you and she should share everything. Equally. Including the family

o in my nest. With th

uld have protested, d

iled. A small,

ry generous, Mrs.

the doorway, looked momentaril

wed his eyes

time. The game w