Chapter 35

“I don’t know where to begin, actually,” I said, being as honest as I could. “I’m just concerned about the—” About what? I fumbled for the right words.

Brad looked across the table at me with a, Let me in on what you’re talking about,look on his face.

Taking a deep breath, I said, “I’m concerned about the number of young women you seem to be involved with.”

As soon as I said it I wished I hadn’t. I had no right to be poking my nose into his business. He wasn’t my son. I was on thin ice with him here.

Brad didn’t respond immediately. He seemed to be considering what to say in reply. Finally he cocked his head to one side and said, “I appreciate your concern, but it’s really none of your business.”

It was as if he had slapped me. I knew it was none of my business. Hadn’t I just had that very thought myself? He’s not your son.

“Brad, I know it’s none of my business, but I just don’t want you to make the same mistake I did.”