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PART 3 Mrs. Fox pulled a chair closer and sat across from her. “Can you tell me about your feet?” Kaylee’s eyes immediately went to the grocery bag. Her pink sneakers were inside. “I don’t want them.” “You don’t have to put them back on,” Mrs. Fox said. Kaylee looked at me. I nodded. “They…
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PART 3 Sal bent down and picked up one envelope. Written across the front in blue marker were three words: Mrs. Alvarez — September He handed it to me. Inside was exactly $240 in twenty-dollar bills. “What is this?” I asked. Sal folded his arms. “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.” I looked…
PART 3 I knew every curve of those letters. This was hers. But the words didn’t make sense. Why would she write that? Why would she have my ultrasound picture? And more importantly— Why had she written coming home? I walked to the kitchen and opened the junk drawer. I pulled out the small notebook…
PART 3 “So you knew.” “Of course I knew.” “You knew you were taking money from me.” “I was going to pay it back.” “Eleven thousand dollars?” “It wasn’t supposed to become eleven thousand.” I stared at him. “Then how much was it supposed to become?” He looked away. “Cal.” He swallowed. “I borrowed the…
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PART 3 As if she were already speaking about me as someone who needed protection. I slowly stood. Sarah looked through the kitchen window again. Our eyes met. She raised both hands, showing me she wasn’t holding anything. Then she mouthed something I couldn’t hear. I moved closer to the glass. “Are you alone?” I…
PART 3 “Claire, what the hell does that mean?” A pause. “Call me back.” Another pause. “You don’t understand what’s happening.” I almost smiled. That sentence had always been Julian’s favorite. You don’t understand. He used it when I questioned a business expense. You don’t understand. He used it when I noticed Chloe texting him…
PART 3 Something about that sentence was so perfectly backward that it would have been funny if my ankle weren’t screaming. “You’re right,” I said quietly. “I am injured.” I looked around my living room. “My body is injured.” Then I looked at my sister. “But tonight, I finally realized something else has been injured…
PART 3 Richard waited. Daniel looked at Victor. Victor gave him the smallest possible nod. Daniel cleared his throat. “The third is a mixed-use redevelopment in California.” Richard’s expression didn’t change. “Which one?” Daniel swallowed. “I’d have to check the appendix.” “You prepared the plan.” “Yes.” “You don’t know the comparable projects supporting your central…
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PART 3 Not because anything was funny. Because five years earlier, I would have immediately tried to understand what she wanted. I would have offered coffee. I would have apologized for the inconvenience. I would have asked whether there was some misunderstanding. Now I simply looked at the man holding the laser device. “Mr. Peterson,…
PART 3 “I didn’t do that.” “I know.” His eyes widened. “You know?” “I know you didn’t personally fill out the application.” He looked relieved for half a second. Then I continued. “But I know whose computer was used.” His relief disappeared. Barbara suddenly whispered, “Sarah, please.” I turned toward her. “Don’t.” She stopped. “You’ve…