Jilted at the Altar, I Married His Billionaire Uncle novel · Chapter 17 of 32
Chapter 17: The Box
I let him in.
He stood dripping on my father's hall rug with the box in his arms, too tall for the narrow house.
"Kitchen," I said.
He set the box on the oilcloth and took the garbage bag off it.
I got him a towel. He held it and forgot to use it.
My father's chair creaked in the front room.
Then his bad knee cracked, and he was in the kitchen doorway in his undershirt, looking at the man he'd called a murderer in every bar on the North Side.
Anson looked back at him.
Neither of them said anything for a long time.
"Mr. Dunleavy," Anson said.
"Strahan."
"I'm sorry about the hour."
"You should be sorry about a lot more than the hour."
"I am."
Dad came in and lowered himself into his own chair at the head of the table.
He didn't offer a hand. Anson didn't offer one either.
"I saw you come down that hoist," my father said.
"I know you did."
"You walked past me and sat in the mud."
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