We eat at seven sharp, she snapped, and pointed to the clock on the wall, which read several minutes after.
Josey started to apologize, since it was her fault for staying in the tub so long, but the other woman in the room cut her off.
You remember Virginia, Pepper Winchester said drily.
Of course, Virginia, Jack said, extending his hand.
His aunt gave him the weakest of handshakes. Mother says youre Anguss son? Like his grandmother, Virginia had also missed her brothers funeral. Nothing like a close-knit family, Jack thought.
Virginia was studying him as if under a microscope. Her sour expression said she saw no Winchester resemblance. The nannys child. She crinkled her nose in distaste. Dear Angus, she said, as if that explained it.
Jack tried not to take offense, but it was hard given the reception he and his pretend wife were getting here. He reminded himself that this wasnt a social visit. Once he got what hed come for, he would never see any of them again.
This is my wife, Josey, he said, glad as hell he hadnt come here alone. All his misgivings earlier about bringing her were forgotten as he slipped his arm around her slim waist and pulled her close.
JOSEY FELT JACKS ARM tighten around her as Virginia gave her a barely perceptible handshake.
It was hard not to see the resemblance between mother and daughter, Josey thought. Both women were tall, dark-haired and wore their bitterness on their faces. Virginia was broader, more matronly and perhaps more embittered as she narrowed her gaze at Josey, measuring her for a moment before dismissing her entirely.
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