Chapter 124
- "There was a note on her bedside table. Do you remember her screaming and yelling at me the night before she died?"
- I paused. "Yeah, it was something about you and her friend...Deborah."
- My father scrubbed a hand over his face, and his expression turned solemn. "She thought Deborah and I were having an affair. She flew into a rage when she saw us together, and I had to hold her back before she hurt Deborah."