Ainsley continued, not needing an answer from Claire. “Such good friends you snatched up her boyfriend before the sheets were cold.” “Oh, Mommy, you whore,” Viola said, giddy with it. “Viola,” Claire snapped. It was telling that she acknowledged the remark. She had always been the one who insisted they not give Viola’s bad behavior attention. Viola’s expression went sly as she slumped back against her chair.
