Dustin drove over to the Nicholsons‘ home at noon. The villa was in a secluded neighborhood, with flowers and hedges decorating the front yard.

Dahlia was right outside. Dustin tried to avoid her but was still spotted.

“Stop right there! I need to talk to you!”

“What is it?” Dustin asked. Their backs were to each other as they spoke.

“I haven’t told Granddad about our divorce because of his condition.”

“Do you think we can keep him from finding out?”

“I’ll find a chance to tell him after, just not today.”

“Alright. Anything else?”

“Nope.” Dahlia turned and went inside the house without another word.

They never once looked at each other, acting like complete strangers.

wine in hand.

Dahlia’s father, was absent, still outside on

someone was sitting in his usual seat

have us elders wait on him

mean.

He hadn’t let go of what had happened yesterday. The bruises were still visible on

here, let’s have dinner.” Henry Nicholson announced, beaming at Dustin. “Come and

helped the old man to

scowled, his eyes burning with

doted on

let us all

“Chris brought this beautiful wine over, a fine Grand Cru from La Romanee

this!”

Romanee Conti? That’s a

It was 100 thousand dollars a

bottle?!” everyone exclaimed in shock. The

been way beyond

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