all that, you’re ashamed of me.”
Blake stopped pacing, his expression hardening as he looked at Amber with new eyes.
“You told me your mother refused to contribute to our down payment when we were looking at houses in Beacon Hill,” he said. “That’s why we settled for living in your grandfather’s old house.”
“Another creative interpretation,” I said.
“The truth is, Amber never asked me about a down payment because she knew I’d already stretched myself thin paying off her law school loans.”
“The loans you believed your father
