“You can invite someone to mine,” said Kate. “You know you’re always welcome to bring guests. It was your house before it was mine.” “But this is different,” he said. “I would like this guest to not eat dinner in the house I used to share with your mother.” Kate spluttered into her tea. “Dad, are we talking about a woman guest?” Mac winced. “How would you feel about that?” he asked, avoiding the question and Kate’s eyes.
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