Chapters (61)
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
- DEDICATION
- PART ONE
- CHAPTER 1 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 2 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 3 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 4 THEO
- CHAPTER 5 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 6 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 7 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 8 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 9 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 10 THEO
- CHAPTER 11 THEO
- CHAPTER 12 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 13 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 14 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 15 THEO
- CHAPTER 16 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 17 THEO
- CHAPTER 18 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 19 THEO
- CHAPTER 20 DEIRDRE
- PART TWO
- CHAPTER 21 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 22 THEO
- CHAPTER 23 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 24 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 25 THEO
- CHAPTER 26 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 27 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 28 THEO
- CHAPTER 29 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 30 THEO
- CHAPTER 31 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 32 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 33 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 34 THEO
- CHAPTER 35 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 36 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 37 THEO
- PART THREE
- CHAPTER 38 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 39 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 40 THEO
- CHAPTER 41 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 42 THEO
- CHAPTER 43 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 44 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 45 THEO
- CHAPTER 46 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 47 THEO
- CHAPTER 48 THEO
- CHAPTER 49 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 50 DEIRDRE
- CHAPTER 51 THEO
- CHAPTER 52 THEO
- CHAPTER 53 DEIRDRE
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“Sometimes being reminded of little moments like that is the greatest gift. Caroline was a person who made every day seem special. It’s an unusual talent.”
“She made everyone feel special, whether or not they deserved to.”
He smiled. “Well put. You have a similar sense of humor, you know. Caroline was very careful about what she said, but if you knew her well, she was a riot.”
That was true. Caroline was decorous to the point of dullness in public, but she was sharply observant and could be sarcastic in private.
“What brought you here today?” he asked.
I didn’t want to tell him about my plan to raid the pantry. “I don’t have anywhere else to be right now. I just got fired from my job.”
“Fired?” His brow knit in concern. “Why? What happened?”
“Honestly? I kicked the shit out of a slimeball who groped me.”
“Deirdre!” He was clearly shocked. At first, I thought it was my choice of words, but I was wrong. “Are you going to sue? Do you have a lawyer?”
“No.” I didn’t want to add the obvious, that I was never going to be able to afford one.
“You do now.” He extracted a case from his pocket. I assumed it was a wallet, but when he opened it, there were only business cards inside. He removed one and handed it to me. “This is one of mine. He’s young but he is brilliant. Don’t hold it against him, but he was a classmate of my son’s. You should call him.”
I glanced at the name embossed on the front. Hugo Laraya, Attorney at Law, Casper Peters McNally. “I can’t afford him.”
“You don’t need to pay him a dime. He’s on retainer here.”
“Thanks.” I stuck the card in my pocket.
“Do you need money? I’d be happy to help.”
I could feel my face flush. I wasn’t used to taking charity, and the spreadsheets on Caro’s memory card made me wonder if his finances were on the up-and-up.
“I’m fine.”
“I don’t want to intrude if you’d prefer solitude,” he said. “Theo was in here yesterday. He’s already flown off to Germany. Berlin, I believe.”
That made my head swivel. “He left already? Did he take Teddy?”
“No,” Theodore said. “Teddy has had enough upheaval. I won’t permit someone as unstable as my son to disturb his life.” There was steel undergirding his words.
“Why would Theo take off like that? Why Berlin?” I’d never been outside the US, but the city was synonymous with decadence in my head. In fairness, that was from watching Cabaret and Babylon Berlin.
“I know he’s my son, but I find it impossible to understand him or the choices he makes. Theo is used to doing whatever he wants,” his father said quietly. “I can only blame myself for that.”