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Chapter 195
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"I didn't," Ava said. She said it to the whole garden, in a voice stretched thin as thread. The back steps creaked as she took one step down and then stopped, as if the grass might not hold her. "I swear to you, Jazz. I never opened that gate. I've never touched that gate." "No one said you did," Eleanor said. "You looked at me." "I looked at the house. You happened to be standing in front of it." My grandmother's voice was gentler than I'd expected. "Invited is not the same as let in on purpose. A key left under a pot. A door propped for a delivery. A child who can reach a latch if she stands on the right stool." "She can't reach that bolt," Theo said. "It's at my shoulder." "Then someone taller." Nobody said anything. The pear tree dripped in the dusk. My daughter had wandered back to the bench and sat talking to her rabbit in a low, confiding murmur, and I couldn't make myself hear what she was telling it. "The plumber," Ava said suddenly. "Tuesday. He came for th
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"Ava," I said into the phone. "Where is Jasmine right now?" "At the kitchen table. With a bowl of grapes and the rabbit, and she's completely fine." My sister's voice was shaking, but the words came out in careful order, like items on a list. "I'm sitting across from her. I haven't looked away since I saw the drawing." "Lock the front door. The back too. Don't open either one for anyone." "Jazz, who is she?" "I'll explain when I get there. Twenty minutes." I lowered the phone and found three faces watching me: Theo by the window, my father gripping the edge of the cutting table, and Eleanor, who hadn't moved since she'd said the sentence that tilted the room. "I have never been to your house," she said again, more quietly. "I heard you." "Then we go. Now." She pulled her key from the table's lock and tucked it into her coat. "Bring the document. Leave the drawer open. It no longer matters who sees it." "Why?" Theo asked. "Because the drawer was never the thing wort
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"You're dead," I said. It was the only sentence I had. My great-grandmother's workroom held its breath around us. The dust lay undisturbed on the cutting tables. The black-and-white photograph shook slightly in my hand. "I'm told it was a lovely funeral," said my grandmother Eleanor. "Closed casket. Lilies. Your mother wore gray." "I was six. I held your hand." "You held a stranger's hand in a lace glove, and you asked why I'd gotten so cold." She said it gently, the way you'd correct a child on a point of fact. "I've never forgotten it." Behind me, my father had risen from the stool. The wooden box slid to the floor, but he didn't seem to notice. His face had gone the color of old plaster. "Ellie," he whispered. "Dennis." She inclined her head. "You kept it. I wasn't certain you would." "You said you'd never come back." "I said I'd never stay. You were nineteen. You heard what you wanted." Theo moved into the room at last, one careful step at a time, and stopped
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"Go," Theo said. He was already on his feet, already holding out his hand. "I'll drive." "Your call. Hendriks." "Can wait." He thumbed out a text as we took the stairs two at a time and showed me the screen without breaking stride. Family emergency. Need until tonight. Will answer by midnight your time. "If they pull the offer over eight hours, then it wasn't an offer. It was a leash." I looked at him, and at the way he had said it, without a flicker, and something in my chest turned over. "You didn't have to do that." "I know," Theo said. "That's why I did." --- The old atelier on Fennimore Street sat at the end of a block that had given up on itself years ago: a dry cleaner with paper in the windows, a locksmith with a faded sign, and at the corner a narrow three-story building with green shutters gone gray. My great-grandmother had worked there before the studio, before the move uptown, before any of it. I had been inside exactly once as a child and remembered only th
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"Forty minutes," Theo said. "I can do a lot of arguing in forty minutes." "You've been arguing for two hours." "That was the warm-up." We were on the back stairwell of the studio at ten past one, the only place in the building with no glass and no ears. I sat three steps above him with the Rotterdam contract open on my knees. A sandwich Diana had pressed into my hands sat untouched on the landing between us. Below us, the building hummed with the ordinary work of people who didn't know the studio might be sold by noon tomorrow. "Page thirty-one," he said, without looking up from his phone. "Relocation. Read it." I read it. Housing for twelve months, schooling at an international academy, a spouse's career transition fund. A spouse's career transition fund, as though a studio of forty people was a hobby to be wound down gently. "They've thought of everything," I said. "They've thought of everything except you." "That's not fair. This is generous." "It's generous to
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"Forty seconds," Walter said, holding the receiver out like a live wire. I took it. My hand wasn't steady, so I pressed it flat against my hip and counted two breaths. Mei Lin's phone sat in my other palm, still warm from her grip. "Mr. Crane." "Ms. Reed. How good of you to take my call." The velvet was back in his voice, a performance for a rattled audience. "I'd begun to worry." "You said you'd take the offer to my father." "I said I'd consider it." "Don't." It came out harder than I'd planned. "Whatever you think he knows, he's seventy-one, he has a bad heart, and he is not part of this negotiation." "On that point, I respectfully disagree. He's been part of it for a very long time." A pause, almost kind. "But I'd rather speak with you. Have you reached a decision?" "I've reached a counterproposal." "Ah." "Thirty minutes. I'll call you back." "My clients dislike delay." "Your clients can survive thirty minutes," I said, and hung up before he could answer.
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