EVELYN I had expected some kind of fight from him. A man like Mr. Williams, with his cold face and expensive suit, did not look like someone who would let strangers demand a hundred thousand dollars from his daughter and then agree without a word of protest. I had been bracing myself for threats or insults, or at least a long speech about how his family would never be pushed around. Instead, he stood there calmly, as if I had asked him to sign a simple form, and that frightened me more. Kayda, however, was not ready to give up. “Dad, you can’t be serious,” she said, her voice shaking so badly that the words came out in pieces. “A hundred thousand dollars, and on top of that, I have to kneel to her like a servant? She is the one who should be apologizing to me. Look at my ankle.” “I told you yesterday that you would kneel if that was what it took,” Mr. Williams said, turning his head slowly toward her. “I said it to your face, Kayda. I don’t understand why you’re acting as though
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