MaraSaturday morning. The first Saturday of April.No visit scheduled. The Thursday access day had covered the week, and the weekend was unstructured. It was mine to organize as I needed.I'd planned to spend the morning working through the Hargreaves follow-up. I had the quarterly in front of me at nine o'clock with coffee and two hours of uninterrupted time before the boys woke up.At 9:14, Junior's phone made the specific sound it made when he was sending a text.He was supposed to be asleep.At 9:17, he appeared in the doorway of my room."I texted him," he said.I held my coffee. "You texted Luke.""About the park," he said. "He said yes."I held my coffee."He was awake at nine-fourteen," I said."He'd already been for a run," Junior said. He said this the way he said things he'd established as facts. "He usually goes at seven."I held my coffee."You know his running schedule," I said."He mentioned it," Junior said
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