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PART 3 “Good.” I nodded. “I just wanted you to know that I already told Dad.” The smile disappeared from her face. Brandon’s eyebrows pulled together. “Told Dad what?” I looked directly at Cynthia. “Everything.” Silence. The television continued playing in the background. Mason began fussing again. Nobody moved. Cynthia’s face remained frozen for about…
PART 3 At 1:47 a.m., Catherine slowly opened her eyes. She sat upright. Her hands were trembling, but not from fear. From anger. She reached beneath her mattress and pulled out a small black notebook. Inside were several handwritten numbers. Bank account numbers. Attorney information. Emergency contacts. And beneath them, written in thick blue ink:…
PART 3 Bella was eleven now. She had grown taller. Her hair had become longer. She still laughed loudly. She still loved cartoons and strawberry milkshakes. She still slept with the same stuffed rabbit she had owned since she was five. And because we had believed her two years earlier, everyone in our family treated…
The first thing I noticed was the sound of the birds. Two sharp cries came from the cage Chloe carried through my front door, followed by the scrape of metal against the wooden floor. The noise cut through the quiet house so suddenly that I looked toward Ernest’s photograph before I looked at my son….
PART 3 Marcus stopped. He looked at Daniel. Then at Vanessa. Something about his expression changed. Daniel noticed. Apparently, Marcus had recognized him. Vanessa hadn’t. “Mr. Mercer?” she repeated. Daniel finally looked up. “Yes?” Vanessa folded her arms. “I don’t know what you’re trying to accomplish, but security is here now.” Daniel nodded toward Marcus….
PART 3 “Open the door!” My sister. Her voice cracked through the hallway. My son immediately stopped coloring. “Mom,” he whispered, “is Aunt Rachel mad?” I hated that he knew what anger sounded like. I walked to the door but didn’t unlock it. “What do you want, Rachel?” There was a sharp pause. Then she…
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PART 3 Jessica went completely still. Margaret Sterling leaned forward. “What kind of procedure?” Dr. Jenkins hesitated. “An embryo transfer.” The blue ultrasound screen continued glowing behind them. Nobody spoke. Carter’s expression changed first. “What does that have to do with this pregnancy?” Dr. Jenkins looked at him. “That depends on something I need to…
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PART 3 My phone vibrated. For a moment, I thought it might be Dad. It wasn’t. It was an email from Alderpoint’s general counsel. Subject: Monday Announcement — Final Confirmation I opened it. I stared at the message. Then I typed: Confirmed. I put the phone away. The irony almost made me laugh. My family…
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PART 3 I listened to her heels clicking across the hardwood floor of the house I had bought with Michael twenty-nine years earlier. A few seconds later, I heard the front door open. Then close. I waited until her footsteps disappeared. Only then did I open the drawer beneath my kitchen counter. Inside was a…
PART 3 She was shaking her head. “No.” Her voice was barely audible. I looked back at my son. “The house at 4411 Fairground Road isn’t yours.” Evan blinked. “What?” “It isn’t Brooke’s either.” Brooke stepped forward. “Stacey, stop.” I didn’t. “It’s being foreclosed.” The room erupted. Not loudly at first. It was more like…
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