Chapter 80

• Another nod. He cleared his throat. "Where are you going?"
• "Poker night." Frank replied. "We’re having food first. I tried to find Caroline to say bye but I couldn’t find her. I’ll talk to her tomorrow." He put the car back into gear. "Got to go—I’m already late. Don’t wait up," he added with a cackle, then drove off in the same direction Caroline had not long traveled..
• His father had a remarkable social life. A string of women. Raucous nights out with good company. The kind of social life Nicholas had looked forward to at some point in his life. The kind he would have if he hadn’t learned about his son. He blinked. What was he thinking? Hadn’t he stayed out of the spotlight and avoided any kind of socializing until he’d seen Caroline again? Hadn’t he embedded himself back into her life? The only times he’d enjoyed himself after his return had been with her because the vacuous social scene he’d once reveled in no longer meant anything to him. His isolation had changed him. Caroline had changed him. His son had changed him.