Nora’s mother’s face turned red with embarrassment at Samuel’s cold questioning, but she quickly shot back, “Samuel, what kind of talk is that? Nora is my daughter. I gave birth to her and raised her. How could I possibly harm her?”

“Then what do you call what you’re doing today?” Samuel’s voice was sharp, his icy gaze unwavering.

“Your sister is just worried that Nora hasn’t moved on from Meredith,” Nora’s father cut in, attempting to ...