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About how casual he was. It didn’t sit right.”
“So you called me,” I said.
Property records. Your name was listed with the house. I’m sorry.
I know it wasn’t my place. I almost didn’t call, but I would want to know if it were me.”
I nodded, even though she couldn’t see it.
“Thank you,” I said.
I looked toward the hallway, where a nightlight glowed faintly under the guest room door.
“We will be,” I said.
The call ended.
For a moment, I just sat there, letting the last pieces fall into place.
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