#Chapter 222: A Night Out

The next day, Logan and I sat on the couch. Logan lifted the remote for the television. I was nervous, not certain what fresh hell might await us today. What lies could Mr. Hatfield Senior have concocted overnight? “Ready?” Logan asked me. I wasn’t. Not by a longshot. But I’d never be ready, so I lied, “Yeah.” Logan clicked on the television. A newscaster immediately popped up on the screen. “As more details are revealed about the life of Angela Clives, birth mother of Hazel Whitaker, public opinion has started to shift. Peter has the story. Peter?” The camera switches away from the newsroom and to a reporter out on the street. “That’s right, Janet,” the reporter – Peter – says. “In fact, many people are now angry at Mr. Hatfield Senior for attempting to tarnish the reputation of a woman who was taking such major steps to clean up her life.” Peter turns to a twenty-something woman beside him. “Tell the people what you were telling me,” he told her. “Like, she wasn’t