May You Live With What You Choose
He listened without moving. Jason asking whether he suspected anything. Sydney admitting the baby was Jason’s. My parents discussing their financial plan, and their strategy for building false evidence against Terrence so he would accept a quiet settlement.
The soft clink of their glasses. When the recording ended, Terrence kept staring at the dark screen. A waiter approached, saw our faces, and quietly moved away.
Terrence folded his hands. “How long?”
“I don’t know.”
“The baby?”
“They said Jason is the father.”