“You’d better come inside,” Red Beard said, moving aside to let us through and closed the door firmly behind us.Inside, it was warm and cozy. Unexpectedly so. Colorful rugs covered the floor, matching the plump cushions on the wicker chairs and couches. It was so different from Frank’s ivory palace, which was cold and gleaming, all white and cream. I didn’t like the way the giant man glared daggers at Agnes. He didn’t invite us to sit. His expression was hard to read. I wondered if he was angry or upset or surprised, or maybe all of it. My mother had terrible taste in men - that we’ve established. But if this was one of her exes, we needed to have a serious talk.“Joel…” Agnes began, but stopped short when Red Beard interrupted her.“Whatever it is, Agnes, I don’t want to hear it.” His huge hands opened and closed at his sides; head lowered. He reminded me of a bear right before the attack. But the next thing he said, “You hurt me.” The accusation in his voice made me study him, no
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