Brooklyn's POVDaisy was asleep by eight thirty.I tucked her in, turned the lamp down, picked up the sketchbook she had fallen asleep holding and set it on the nightstand. I stood in the doorway for a moment listening to her breathe.Then I found the note.It was on the hallway floor outside Daisy's door. Small, folded once. My name on the outside in handwriting I recognised immediately.I picked it up.*Come to my room when she's down.*That was all.I stood in the hallway with the note in my hand and looked at his door at the end of the corridor. The light was on underneath it. I could see the thin gold line of it from where I was standing.I told myself no.I refolded the note.I told myself no again, more firmly, with reasons attached — Riley and the photographs and the promise she had extracted and the job and my mother's rent and every conversation I had ever had with myself about why this was the category of thing I did not do.I stood there for approximately two minutes.Then
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