The Halbrook household functioned with a precision that Lydia often compared to a courtroom, largely because Christopher’s mother, Eleanor Halbrook, carried herself with the authority of someone accustomed to deciding what was acceptable and what was not.
Every purchase Lydia made seemed to invite commentary.
Every idea Lydia suggested during family gatherings was met with a polite smile that barely concealed disapproval.
Whenever Lydia glanced toward her husband for support, Christopher usually offered the same quiet explanation, spoken in the gentle tone of someone who wished to end a conversation rather than resolve it.
“My mother only wants what’s best for you.”
At first Lydia tried harder.
She volunteered to host dinners.
She learned Eleanor’s favorite recipes.
