He just couldn’t see how his dad could love another woman after his mom. His memories of his mother were filled with warmth, kindness, and affection. Closing his eyes, he felt a tear coming on. He had lost his mom before, and now with his dad gone too, he felt completely alone. There was no one left who loved him like they did, especially not Susan.
But there was more. Jason couldn’t shake the feeling that Susan had an ulterior motive for being so overly attentive now, especially at the funeral. Can it somehow be connected to the secrets I uncovered earlier this summer? he wondered, clenching his fists as he thought back on it.