“Richard beams across the table at Jess and Carrie, the soft candlelight in Mario’s casting a flattering golden glow over everyone. “My two favorite girls together, all of us having dinner as a family.” Carrie catches sight of Jess rolling her eyes, but she reaches out and takes Richard’s hand, relieved that finally there is calm in the house, bracing herself for the next outburst. She realizes now that she hadn’t been the slightest bit prepared for Jess moving in. She had still carried a fantas...y of them all living happily ever after, believing that a large part of Jess’s behavior was due to adolescence, and living with a mother who didn’t seem able to stop her appalling behavior. “No child of mine would ever behave like that,” she’d told one of her editors at lunch just the other day. “I can’t believe the mother puts up with it. I would never allow it.” “Why do you think she does?” the editor had asked. “I think she’s probably too frightened of the tantrums.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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