The moment I finished speaking, Theresa Reitz's brow furrowed."What now? I showed up, didn't I?"I pointed at the county clerk's office, its doors already shut for the day, and kept my voice flat."They've closed."She froze for a moment, then found her footing again, indignant as ever."I was only a few minutes late. I really didn't have time. Hector's stomach was acting up again. You know he has a chronic ulcer. When it flares up, he can't even get out of bed. "He's home alone with nobody to look after him. We can get our license anytime. One more delay won't matter. I'll be on time next round, I promise."I looked at her without a word. She was normally a woman of few words, but the second Hector Parsons came up, she never seemed to run out of them.Today, for the first time, I finally saw it with clarity.I stopped arguing and turned toward the car parked at the curb. She trailed after me, still listing off all the ways I was being unreasonable."Hector's parents left h
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