First in Justice, Guilty at Christmas Dinner

My sister's boyfriend decided to interrogate me at our Christmas Eve dinner, right in front of the entire Moretti family.

"So, Glenda," Eric DeLuca asked, swirling the wine in his glass, "what do you do these days?"

I kept my expression calm. "I'm not working. I've been studying full-time for the federal judicial service exam."

He raised an eyebrow.

"No job?" His gaze swept over my dress and the diamond earrings I was wearing. "Then how exactly can you afford all that?"

A few relatives glanced at me.

Eric smirked.