with his parents, speaking with relatives and receiving condolences.
Parentresources
Victor’s study had remained almost exactly as he left it.
A brass clock ticked on the mantel.
Not Mrs. Andrew Ellison.
Not Mara Ellison.
Just Mara.
The letter began with an apology.
Victor wrote that he had watched me enter a family that valued obedience beyond honesty.
He wrote that he had noticed how often I softened my opinions to keep peace at dinner.
He wrote that he knew I had given up a legal career because Andrew wanted a