Settling the Score — Episode 5

i took a sip of milk i believe whatever you tell me but i need to know who said it i'm not sure exactly who someone just mentioned it in passing i set my glass down no one mentioned it you made that up iris blinked uncomfortably and swallowed hard you're trying to plant the idea in everyone's head that the person who trains boxing has violent tendencies. Maybe that handprint from the

day really was me, right? That's not— Why not just ask outright? Claire, are you going to hit me someday? She went silent. I won't. I stood up. But if you keep making things up like this, I might not be so sure anymore. Alexander, sipping his coffee off to the side, paused For once, he didn't say anything. The old Vivian would have crossed the room by now. In

In the afternoon, I passed by the living room. Iris had her back to the hallway on the phone. Julian, Claire's just from a small town. She's never seen things like this. Don't hold it against her. Now she's the one feeling wrong?

Claire grew up outside the family. Her perspective is different. I walked up behind her. Iris caught me in the corner of her eye and hung up. I set a voice recorder on the coffee table. Go on. I didn't catch all of it.

Iris stared at the recorder, her lips going pale. You're recording? If you're speaking up for me, why be afraid of a recording? She said nothing, turned, and went upstairs, her steps twice as fast as

Evening, Julian showed up again, carrying a bag.