Chapter 1302 – The Return Of John Walsh
- “Evelyn,” my father says, his face cold as he embraces me with one arm and places a stiff kiss on my cheek. “Happy holidays.”
- He doesn’t look at me, but instead around at my party with distaste. Bridgette’s formal party, indoors, is more his style.
- “Evelyn, did you do all of this?” My mother says, wrapping me in a warm hug and laughing as she looks around. “Darling, it looks wonderful –“