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A charge from our joint bank account.
A car rental.
Grief transformed instantly into panic.
I grabbed my keys and drove without thinking, my hands shaking so violently I almost missed the turn. Logic followed me the entire way—delay, clerical mistake, system error—anything ordinary enough to restore the universe to its proper order. I kept her photo open on my phone like a talisman, proof that this couldn’t be real.
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