I shot Richard an icy look. "Where's Susan?"

"She's in a room upstairs," Richard said, his face going dark as he jumped to her defense. "You think she did something? No way. Sure, she's a bit spoiled, but she's got a good heart and always plays nice with Grandpa."

For the first time ever, I just lost it. How can someone with a "good heart" spend all their time chasing after someone else's man?

But you can't force someone to see what they don't want to ...