"Louisa, your father's situation was truly a loss. Don't blame me for saying this, but even though Daniel was abroad at the time, he should have come back."
I nodded in acknowledgment.
Since Roger's passing, I had gradually grown accustomed to his death.
I buried the discomfort deep within my heart.
"Mr. Willams, what happened to Mr. Hiddleston?"
Daniel, fork in hand, froze.
With that question, silence once again filled the room.
"You don't know? Mr. Hiddleston had a sudden stroke. He's no longer with us."
