Chapter 23 Pretty Little Lie

There was a quaint chair sitting right at the front of the bathroom door with a rack full of magazines and books and a “small” television. I say “small” because it was actually a sixty two inch flat screen television but they tried to position it in a way that looked like it was just a mini entertainment. One of Daniel’s houseworkers might have thought of it for Michael who often waited here. I sat on the chair and made myself comfortable. I don’t remember how long it took Daniel to...