Marcus stepped further into the shadows of the garden, phone still pressed to his ear, his free hand braced against a low stone wall like he needed something solid to hold onto."What kind of something," he said into the phone, voice tight. "Margaret, what are you talking about?"Ivy strained to hear anything from the other end of the line, but Margaret's voice stayed too faint to make out, just a low, steady murmur carrying whatever news had just upended the garden's careful quiet."Tonight?" Marcus said. "I don't think that's, " he stopped, listening. "No. No, you're right. It shouldn't wait. Where are you?"He listened a moment longer, then lowered the phone slowly."She's still here," he said. "In the parking lot. She's been sitting in her car since the ceremony ended, trying to decide whether to come find me.""Find you about what?" Diane's voice had gone thin."She says Thomas left something. A letter, she called it, written not long before he died." Marcus's hand was shaking no
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