Everyone was staring at me.The scandal had cut clean through the weight of the funeral.Damon Price stood pressed against Vanessa Carlisle's arm, the two of them arranged like husband and wife, and he put on his most considerate voice."Julian, why don't you go home and rest? Everyone's watching you. That can't feel good. There's no reason to give people a show on a day this important."Vanessa reached over, unpinned the black family ribbon from my lapel, and took the white rose out of my breast pocket."Damon's looking out for you. Staying here only embarrasses you."He brought Dad's granddaughter with him. He belongs up front more than you do."Her voice stayed quiet, but there was no room in it to argue.Five years of silence between us, and this was the most she'd said to me in all of it.We'd become strangers who knew exactly where to cut.In the beginning her affairs left me frantic, sleepless, hollowed out, barely able to function. Now I could look at her and feel not
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