The Year I Stopped Being His novel Chapter 50

"That girl! Did she do something to upset you and your parents again? She hasn't been back, I promise you, she hasn't. And her phone is unreachable, isn't it? Sigh, Garrison, I am so deeply sorry. Her mother spoiled her rotten when she was young, and now she's too stubborn and ignorant. Whatever she did wrong, please find it in your heart to forgive her. I will absolutely give her a piece of my mind when I see her!"

Jackson sounded like a deeply concerned, exhausted father, yet his eyes constantly darted around, terrified to make direct eye contact with Garrison.

Willa hurried over with the coffee, immediately chiming in to back her husband. "It's true, Dr. Foster. Sloane can be a bit difficult sometimes, and when she gets angry, she doesn't listen to anyone. But she doesn't have a bad heart... it's just, well, she's still young and doesn't fully understand how a marriage works. Please, just bear with her."

"When was the last time Sloane came home?" Garrison demanded, cutting through their act.

"The last time? Hmm... maybe... a month or two ago... no, wait, three or four months?" Jackson scratched his head nervously, finally turning to his wife for help. "Honey, do you remember the last time she was here?"

"You idiot, it was during the holidays!"

"Ah, right, right! It was during the holidays this year... wait, no, it was the holidays last year, wasn't it?"

Garrison remained dead silent.

Watching the Taylor couple fumble, Garrison instantly realized that asking them anything was a complete waste of time.

He knew Sloane didn't have a great relationship with her family, but he had never imagined they were this horribly estranged.

"Where is the restroom? I need to wash my hands," Garrison said flatly.

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