Chapter 35

Tyrone strolled into the house, his clothes already freshly changed, a paper bag swinging

from his grip as he made his way into the living room.

It was past 11, yet the York family’s living room was alive with chatter.

“Tyrone, you’re back.”

With a drawl, Tyrone replied, “Mom, you’re still up?”

His mother, Mrs. York, stood from her seat, starting to say, “Well, I was just…”

could finish, the person next to her quickly interjected in a soft tone, “Tyrone, you’re home. I didn’t have much going on today, so I thought I’d drop by and check on Mrs. York. We got to

Rachel, and he couldn’t even muster the effort to give her a cold look, “Mom, you’re

r collection?”

of herself that she appeared to be in her early forties. She touched

Tyrone said, “I’m beat. I’m heading upstairs to bed.”

sec. Rachel’s been waiting for

while.”

wait, that’s her problem, not

Rachel a second thought. A few years back, she had done a small favor for Mrs. York, earning her good graces, and since then she had been spreading rumors about being Tyrone’s

not even worth a glance, let alone a conversation. Still, she managed to keep up appearances, acting as if their relationship was rock solid.

for the fact that she somehow kept his mother in high spirits, he would have had her dealt with long

exchange a few words with Rachel but inadvertently noticed a mark on

remnants of lipstick – the unmistakable sign of a recent

Her expression soured as she turned to look at Rachel, whose pale face and slender

worse every day. You’re a grown man

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