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a lot stronger than he looked.
    Emily’s eyebrows rose skyward as her face reddened. “Her father?”
    He tightened his grip on Nevvie as she struggled. “Father-in-law, but the same—”
    “Let me go!”
    “Look, Nevvie,” she said, “I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry—”
    “Sorry isn’t good enough, you fucking bitch! Tyler had a goddamned heart attack because of the fucking stress you put us through! He fucking died on my goddamn kitchen floor, in my arms! If it hadn’t been for Mom, we would have lost him!” She finally managed to break free of Andrew’s grip and shoved their cart across the aisle and out of her way. It bounced off the other side and rolled toward them again. Andrew tried to regain a hold on Nevvie to pull her back, but she cornered Emily against the glass door of the freezer case.
    Nevvie didn’t care that several people had gathered at either end of the aisle, attracted by the noise.
    “And then Tommy nearly died in a motorcycle wreck trying to get to Tyler, you fucking bitch,” Nevvie screamed, jamming a finger in her face. “Because of what you did, because you were so goddamned jealous that we were happy, you nearly cost both Tyler and your brother their lives! Are you fucking happy about that? Huh?”
    Andrew caught her arm and dragged her back again, but Nevvie wasn’t finished and shook him off. “Well, guess we got the final laugh, didn’t we? We have two beautiful babies you will never lay eyes on, if I have my way. We’re happier now than we’ve ever been. And now we have Andrew and Mom and you have jack shit.” He made another grab for Nevvie.
    Nevvie shook free once more. Emily stared at her, mouth gaping. Andrew grabbed Nevvie yet again, keeping her out of slapping distance. “Well, fucking guess what?” Nevvie screamed. “You have nothing. Nothing! Everyone says Clay looks happier now than he has in years since he’s fucking free of your goddamn self-righteous bullshit. And Danny and Elle? They’re over at the house with Mom and us every chance they get. The three of them were all at dinner last night where Karen and her fiancé announced their engagement. Something else you get to miss out on, because no one fucking wants you there!
    “What were you doing last night, huh? Were you alone? I fucking hope you were alone and miserable last night, because let me tell you what, you have driven your family away and I think that’s the best victory of all!”
    Nevvie gasped for breath as the last of her screams rolled out of her. She didn’t care that now a small crowd was watching as several men Nevvie assumed were managers made their way through the throng to them.
    Emily didn’t respond. Her mouth flapped open and closed a few times as her face took on a deep reddish hue. Then she grabbed her cart and hurried toward the front of the store, rudely pushing her way through the crowd.
    Andrew didn’t let go of Nevvie. “Steady, love,” he said.
    She started crying and turned to him. He engulfed her in his embrace.
    “Is everything okay?” one of the managers asked.
    She felt him nod. He stroked her hair. “It’s all right, sir. Family squabble. That woman was the black sheep, as it were. She and Nevvie had some words, and she got Nevvie upset. It’s all right now. Everything’s fine.”
    Nevvie sobbed against Andrew’s shoulder. “Shh, Nev,” he whispered in her ear. “It’s all right. I’ve got you. I’m here for you. I’m not going anywhere. It’s going to be all right.”
    She sobbed even harder, holding on to him, afraid to let go.

Chapter Four
     
    Tom stood from where he’d been sitting in a rocker on the front porch and walked down to meet them when they pulled into the yard. Andrew had confiscated the car keys and driven them home after they paid for their groceries.
    Tom frowned. “What happened?”
    She didn’t miss how Andrew vigorously shook his head, freezing when she looked his way. “It’s okay, Dad,” she softly said. She