Page 3 of Sins of the Father

Don’t say that to Jamie. He’ll give you his, “You have to make your opportunities in life,” speech.

I avoid his question. “What about Quinn’s novels?”

“What about them?”

“Doesn’t she have a community of authors here? She won’t find that in Chicago.”

Jamison snorts. “You do know Chicago is a metropolitan city, right?”

“Is it?”

“Please tell me that isn’t a serious question.”

“Of course it isn’t, but it’s not New York! Besides,Hope loves her Auntie Harper. She’s going to go crazy without me.”

“She will or you will?”

“Not funny.”

“Listen, I have to go. The invitation is open if you want a change in scenery. The jet leaves at eight a.m. tomorrow, so don’t be late.”

I groan. “Eight a.m.? You own the plane. Why so early?”

“I’m not even going to respond to your craziness. See you bright and early tomorrow.”

“Ta.”

“Did you just say, ‘ta’?”

“Yep.”

“What language is ta?”

“English.”

“Really?”

“You need some culture, Jamie. Ta is British for thanks.”

“I’m very cultured. Ask Quinn.”

“Ask me what?” Quinn yells out.

He puts it on speakerphone. “Harper says I’m not cultured.”

“What! Harper, how could you?” Quinn teases.

“Can we talk about more important matters? You cannot move Hope to Chicago.”

“Ohh. Sorry. Why don’t you move with us?”

“What is with you and Jamie thinking I don’t have a life?”

Because you don’t anymore. You’re a divorced woman flying fast into your forties.

“Harper! I didn’t say that. But come move with us. You already know all our friends. It would be fun.”

It’s not like you have anything else going on.

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