Chapter 797
- Jack's jaw dropped. As he inched into her room he felt vaguely that he was trespassing. In all the years that Eileen had spent in this house, he'd gone into her bedroom no more than a dozen times. She had been very insistent on her privacy.
- "Lie down here, Dad," she said more emphatically. "And take that silly robe off."
- "What?" he said. "I--I'm just wearing my underwear!"