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Chapter 35: Seven AM
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They Wanted Me Gone, So I Became Unforgettable Chapter 52: Saturday
Anastasia’s POV:Lucas made pancakes.He had been making pancakes on Saturday mornings for eight months now and he was considerably better at them than he was at toast and he knew it and did not say so out loud which was its own kind of confidence that I found irritating and attractive in equal measure.Noah was on his second stack.Zoe was eating hers one small piece at a time with the focused deliberation of a child who understood that good things deserved full attention.Lucas was standing at the stove in the grey sweater that had now been washed enough times to be technically a different grey sweater and he was making a third round because Noah had looked at the plate and said more please with the tone of someone who considered this a reasonable request.“You are going to make yourself sick,” I told Noah.“No I won’t,” he said.“You said that last Saturday,” I said.He considered this.“I didn’t get sick,” he said.“You absolutely did,” I said.Lucas put a smaller pancake on Noah’
They Wanted Me Gone, So I Became Unforgettable Chapter 51: Two Years Later
Anastasia’s POV:“Mama, he took my crayon!”I did not look up from my laptop.“Zoe.”“He took the red one and he knows red is my favorite.”“Noah.”“I was using it first.”“No you weren’t!”“I was too!”I closed my laptop.They were sitting on the studio floor surrounded by enough art supplies to open a small shop and they were both looking at me with the expressions they had inherited from two different sides of the same stubbornness and I looked between them and thought about the meeting I had in forty minutes.“Noah,” I said. “Give your sister the red crayon.”“But—”“Now please.”He handed it over with the suffering expression of a four year old who had been deeply wronged by the universe and Zoe took it with the satisfaction of a three year old who had won something significant and they both went back to drawing and I opened my laptop again.My phone rang.Lucas.“I’m going to be late,” he said.“How late?” I said.“An hour. Maybe more. The Hong Kong call ran over and now Harlan
They Wanted Me Gone, So I Became Unforgettable Chapter 50: Six Months
Anastasia’s POV:The house on Linden Street took seven months.The structural engineer had been optimistic in the way that structural engineers apparently were and the reality of restoring a house that had been sealed for fifteen years was considerably more complicated than his initial assessment had suggested. There were two weeks in March where it looked like the entire east wall was going to have to come down and Lucas called me from the site at seven in the morning sounding like a man who had not slept and I told him to let it come down if it needed to and he said that was easy for me to say and I said yes it was and he laughed which was what I had been going for.The east wall stayed.I went to the site on weekends sometimes, not to supervise, just to watch it become something. There is a particular kind of satisfaction in watching a space that has been closed off for a long time open up again and I had been designing spaces for long enough to know it never got less interesting.
They Wanted Me Gone, So I Became Unforgettable Chapter 49: Victoria
Anastasia’s POV:Victoria’s house on the northern edge of the city looked different in daylight.The last time I had been here it was midnight and we were running and the house had been a destination rather than a place. Now it was a Tuesday afternoon in December and the trees in the front garden had lost their leaves and the stone facade was pale in the winter light and it looked like what it was, a house that a woman had lived in alone for thirty years and had refused to leave because it was the last place that was entirely hers.Diane opened the door.“She’s in the back sitting room,” she said. “She has been waiting since ten.”“It’s two o’clock,” I said.“I know,” Diane said, and stepped aside.The house smelled the same as it had at midnight, old wood and fresh flowers, and I walked through the hallway past the photographs on the wall, Victoria at various ages, Lucas as a child, Edmund in places I now recognized from the stories that had accumulated around his name over the past
They Wanted Me Gone, So I Became Unforgettable Chapter 48: The Hearing
Anastasia’s POV:The Greymount hearing was on a Thursday.I did not have to be there. Patricia had made that clear twice and Dean had made it clear once and Lucas had said nothing about it because he knew better than to tell me what I did not have to do.I went anyway.The federal courthouse was a grey stone building in the legal district that I had driven past a hundred times without ever going inside and it smelled like old paper and institutional carpet and the particular tension of a building full of people deciding things that mattered.Dean met us in the lobby.He looked at me when I walked in with Lucas and then he looked at Lucas and something passed between them that was not quite resolved and not quite unresolved, two men who had fifteen years of friendship and fifteen years of complication sitting in the same space and had not yet figured out what the furniture arrangement looked like going forward.“Thank you for coming,” Dean said to me.“How does it look?” I said.“Good,
They Wanted Me Gone, So I Became Unforgettable Chapter 47: Dinner At His Place
Anastasia’s POV:He had set the table.Not in the way the penthouse table used to be set, formal and careful and designed to impress. He had put down two mismatched placemats and found candles that were clearly from a drawer somewhere because they were different heights and one of them was slightly bent and the whole thing looked like someone had tried and was not going to apologize for the trying.I stood in the doorway of his kitchen and looked at it.“You set the table,” I said.“Don’t make it strange,” he said, which was what I had said to Celeste once in a conference room and hearing it back from him was funny.“I’m not making it strange,” I said.“You have a face,” he said.“I don’t have a face,” I said.He gave me a look that said he disagreed and turned back to whatever was on the stove.The penthouse smelled like garlic and something I could not immediately identify and the kitchen, which I had never seen Lucas Salvatore stand in for longer than the time it took to pour coffe
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