“Yeah that worked out pretty well. Can you tell me about Charlie’s mother? So I don’t say the wrong thing in front of your family.”
“Well, she’s out of the picture. Has been since she ran off with some millionaire Greek guy two years ago.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah. Clara. She and my Dad never got married. But they were together for seven years, even though she was a piece of work from day one. She had a few good qualities, I mean, she wasn’t all terrible. Except for the fact that she just up and left her six year-old son with barely any explanation.”
“I can’t even imagine.”
“It was bad. But you know. My dad and brother and I were already working together at the brokerage, so we just started working together more on taking care of Charlie. He’s such a good kid. Breaks my heart. But he’s pretty tough. He’s definitely the smartest of all of us Devlin guys.”
Hearing Vince talk about his little brother like this is making my ovaries ache. I so want to ask him about his own mother, but it doesn’t seem like the right time. He has pulled out his phone to check his texts and emails. We’ve accomplished enough for one lunch already.