It had been ages since Rayford Steele had been drunk. Irene had never been much of a drinker, and she had become a teetotaler during the last few years. She insisted he hide any hard stuff if he had to have it in the house at all. She didn’t want Raymie even knowing his daddy still drank. “That’s dishonest,” Rayford had countered. “It’s prudent,” she said. “He doesn’t know everything, and he doesn’t have to know everything.” “How does that jibe with your insistence that we be totally truthful?” “Telling the whole truth doesn’t always mean telling everything you know. You tell your crew you’re
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I'm on Team Rayford here. It seems like the healthiest approach is the honest one. Just set a good example by drinking responsibly and making the boundaries clear.
