The Bastard Ch 02
Chapter Two: Conquest The new life was Elizabeth, but I didn’t know it yet. ‘He hated me.’ It was lamentable, her meeting with Robb. That was good for me. This was the next time I saw her, in a coffee shop just around the corner from her place, with a kosher bakery and sidewalk tables. Picture her face, wind-chapped cheekbones, a wool peasant sweater, the sky only partly cloudy, a beret pulled far down while she sipped cappuccino. I was happy because women who need you are vulnerable. ‘I...