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Chapters (52)
  1. Born Out of Wedlock
  2. Dedication
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  43. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  44. Chapter Forty
  45. Chapter Forty-One
  46. Chapter Forty-Two
  47. Chapter Forty-Three
  48. Chapter Forty-Four
  49. Chapter Forty-Five
  50. Chapter Forty-Six
  51. Acknowledgements
  52. Other Titles by Author

“Column after column of ugliness and lies,” Robert said, tossing the paper aside. “Calling you a cleaner, a janitor...an ugly illiterate who most likely blackmailed Kane into marrying her. Do you know that photo of you they keep using? They’re saying your cheeks aren’t filled with nuts...they’re filled with gold.”

Hearing a blip of a laugh escape Joanna’s lips, Robert’s eyes turned dark. “Do you think this is funny?” he growled. “That the whole bloody world is calling my daughter a thief! It’s bad enough they believe that you’re a sodding dyke, but now they’re calling you a common grifter!”

“Dad, relax,” Joanna said, sitting on the bed. “You and I both know it’s not true.”

“Oh, so that makes it okay?” Robert said. “I know we don’t have any family, but what about the friends we made in Burnt Oak, or those people you worked with at the bookstore? What about those churches you cleaned? Do you really want those priests and pastors to think you’re a bloody thief?”

“Of course not, Dad, but what do you want me to do?”

Grasping the handle of his cane, Robert pushed himself to his feet. “I want you to stop hiding! I want you to stop spending your days bored out of your mind, and your meals holed up with me in the kitchen or up here for fear of upsetting that woman. This is as much your house as it is hers, and since this is the life you chose...start bloody living it!”

“I am living it, Dad. When she’s not around...”

“That’s exactly my point!” Robert said, pounding his cane on the floor. “That woman...” Robert stopped, running his fingers through his hair, “Oh hell, what’s her name.”

“Who?”

“Older one. Seems to run the place.”

“Oh, you mean Evelyn.”

“Yeah, that’s right,” Robert said, nodding. “She told me you ate dinner with Kane one night. Is that true?”

“Yes. It was when you had the cold.”

“Why did you stop?”

“Sorry?”

“Why was it only one meal?”

“Look, Dad, I only did it because Evelyn thought I should start taking my place around here given the fact I’m Addison’s wife, but it fell flat. Addison acted like I didn’t even exist. She didn’t say one word. Hell, she didn’t even make a sound. Besides, I’m not going to have you eating supper up here alone.”