about this time, Oz or Alice? No don’t bother—the joke’s beginning to wear thin.” She wanted him to go so that she could give in to the pain. Curse or cry, or at least wallow in self-pity. All of which were luxuries she could only now afford to indulge.
Instead of leaving, he pulled out a chair and sat, uninvited. Then he proceeded to tell her why he’d gone to the trouble of tracking her down. This time the book wasn’t The Wizard and it wasn’t Wonderland. It was…
“The Senator’s Daughter’s Husband’s Other Women? Tell me you’re making that up.” In stunned disbelief, Sarah heard him out. “She can’t do that…can she?”
But of course she could. Having spent practically her entire life in Washington, Sarah well knew how each major scandal was rehashed in books that hit the stands in record time. The only curious thing was that this one had taken so long.
Dear God, what if the Poughs thought she was somehow benefiting from her late husband’s notoriety and demanded more money? She was already sending as much as she could afford. Even worse, what if, on seeing the Cudahy woman cash in on a rehash of the whole wretched mess, they decided to go public with Kitty’s secret? How much would the tabloids pay for something like that? Pictures of an innocent child under the caption, Disgraced Congressman’s Secret Lovechild.
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