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Chapter Fifty-Nine: Her Father's Letter to Him

Author: Opey Lux
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Sebastian

She gave it to me on a Saturday.

Before Eli came downstairs. Before the blueberries were out of the bag. She was standing in the kitchen in the particular stillness she carried when she had already made a decision and was simply waiting for the right moment to act on it — and she held out an envelope and said: "My father wrote you this. I haven't read it. It's yours."

I looked at the envelope.

My name. In handwriting I did not recognise but which had a quality I could not immediately
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