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Chapter Nine

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She picked up on the second ring.

“You just left,” she said. Not accusatory. Just observing the timing with the particular dryness I was beginning to recognize as her own version of warmth.

“I know. Something came while I was with you this morning. I need to tell you.”

A brief pause. The sound of her stillness — I was learning to read that too, the different qualities of her quiet.

“Tell me,” she said.

So I did.

I read her the letter — word for word, including the transfer conditions — because
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