The weekend had flown by for Bruce. He barely got a moment to himself. He had woken on Saturday morning and headed straight for Rikers. Then he had lunch with Catherine and her parents. He had spent the night at Catherine’s condo. They had sex. It was limiting as usual, but good and he had gone to his room to sleep. Sunday, he had met his family at St. Joseph’s with Catherine in toe for mass. Then, they had lunch at the country club. Catherine had said her goodbyes and left the Hudsons for the rest of the day. The Hudsons had then returned home and had family time with the children in the living room for a few hours. Bruce had left them to work out for a while. Then he had showered and changed to join the family for Sunday dinner.            When he had settled down at night during the weekend, visions of Beverly played in his head - what they

            After all was said and done, Trevor and Bruce had gone on like that afternoon had never happened. That’s how it was with the Hudson brothers. They fight like hell, make up, and acted like nothing had happened. What else could they do? They were a family.            In hindsight, Bruce realized he had lost control when he had gotten home and snapped. He had been unreasonable. Beverly and Trevor had been single at the time with no attachments. But, Beverly had that effect on him. The thought of another man – no matter who it was touching her made him furious. So furious he wanted to punch something or someone. So, he had.            He had almost exposed himself all because he had lost control. He shook his head at his own stupidity.Bruce stared at the ceiling as he lyed in b

            Ten minutes after chatting with Bruce, Catherine, and Derek, Beverly went to the ladies room. When she came out, Keith was chatting to two women who looked to be in their late twenties. She decided not to interrupt. Beverly had made it clear to Keith when she had invited him along that he wasn’t going to get any poonani from her tonight. So, she was okay with him chatting up a few ladies who were going to give him some in the future.            She started looking for a waiter to get another glass of champagne. She wasn’t driving tonight.            A waiter approached her, but he wasn’t carrying a tray of drinks. “Ms. Balsom?”            “Yes,” she answered.    

            Two days later . . .             Yesterday morning The New York Times reported that Cameron Townsend, heir to Townsend Foods, was arrested for murdering his wife of two years and their unborn child. According to the article, Kelly Townsend, was found stabbed multiple times with a butcher knife. When police arrived, they found Cameron cradling his wife’s bloody body. With no signs of forced entry, the cops had no choice but to arrest Cameron. New York society was rocked by the news. No one could believe a man like Cameron Townsend would murder the wife he adored in such a violent way –especially while she was pregnant with his child.Bruce, Christopher, and Trevor were working out in the gym at the mansion. Courtney, the upstairs maid, walked in and stopped in her tracks.“I’m sorry. I di

            They were meeting the Chinese at the opera house. Beverly had gotten over her fit and prepared for a boring four hours. Yet, Bruce insisted she would love the show.            The opera house was packed. Ninety percent of the people were in formal wear. Beverly didn’t spot any well-known socialites or businessmen, but she did spot a lot of celebrities; George and Amal Clooney, Meryl Streep, Lucy Lawless, and Jamie Lee Curtis just to name a few.            “Oh my god,” Beverly mumbled as she looked around at the A and B list celebrities. She wondered if she could get a quick interview with any of them.            “Would you like me to introduce you to some people?” Bruce asked like he had read her mind.