That was until the day Phillip stopped by the house and saw me.” She paused. Her eyes traveled around the table just like they used to travel around the campfire right before she told one of her famous stories. The most powerful déjà vu feeling hit me. Grace and Meg still looked mad, but they were listening as intently as I was. “My daddy offered me to him. Forced me to go out with him, even though I was only nineteen and he was almost forty. It was so disgusting. He was like this dirty old man, but my dad didn’t care about any of that.”
