It had been two days since her run-in with her mother, and she’d yet to find any peace or stop looking over her shoulder. She knew she had to apologize to Adam for the way her mother had treated him, and if she saw him she would, but she had more than that to deal with right now. Since coming to the Lord, Xandra had struggled with the reality of her parents. How could she honor two people who had done nothing over the years but earn her contempt? And how could she witness to people she had been all but invisible to all her life? She wasn’t feeling sorry for herself or looking for sympathy when she admitted that her place in the family had always been as the one to receive criticism, the one who didn’t measure up. To her mother, Jason, her firstborn, had been everything. He could do no wrong. Mitzy Lexington had coddled and spoiled him. Just like food that had spoiled, Jason had been good for no one, especially himself. And then there was her father. He’d always been so preoccupied with business that over the years he’d become nothing but a rubber stamp of her mother’s decisions in personal matters.
