She was still full of nerves or she would have been careful not to say the next words.
‘She’s had so much to bear in her life already. Losing your father, knowing he killed himself—’
Too late, she saw the strange look on Roscoe’s face.
‘How did you know that?’ he asked. ‘Charlie, I suppose?’
‘I already knew. David said something.’
‘So you’ve known from the start. You never mentioned it to me.’
‘I knew you wouldn’t like it, and it was none of my business.’
‘That’s right,’ he said lightly. ‘Well, I’d better be going.’
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