do i turn your gray skies blue?

Amory is perplexed. “Sitting isn’t so bad. Besides, you slept with him. What’s wrong with sitting?”

Normally, her son’s innocence is downright endearing, but this time, Tatiana turns bright red. Amory’s spoken loud enough that all of the other Mums sitting by her hear and snap their heads around, and somewhere in the back of her peripherals and a tiny bit to her right, she sees Benj’s head turn.

“Not like that,” she splutters, “Amory, sweetheart, I did not sleep with Mr. Gray.”


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