Sleep, when it finally came, was thin and unconvincing, and Chloe woke well before dawn with the letter's phrases still moving through her mind in her mother's imagined voice. *Be careful who you trust with this. Be careful, especially, of anyone who seems eager to keep the silence exactly as it's always been.*She dressed carefully for breakfast, chose her expression the way she'd chosen it every morning since arriving, calm and pleasant and entirely unremarkable, and told herself, walking down to the dining room, that whatever she was carrying inside her now, it didn't need to show on her face for her father to believe nothing had changed.He was already seated when she arrived, newspaper folded beside his plate rather than raised in front of it, which she'd learned over the past week meant he had something specific on his mind."You look tired," he said, without particular warmth, the observation more assessment than concern."I didn't sleep well." It wasn't even a lie, which made
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