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“I turned everything off.”
“Oh, I told Thomas otherwise. He’s worried.”
Amber smiled, cold as steel. “It’s just a slightly polished version of reality. What you need is professional help.”
“Amber, what are you saying? I’m perfectly clear-headed.”
“We’ll see about that.”
For days, I heard her whispering on the phone. Then I overheard a conversation… and that was my breaking point.
“Babe, she left our son at the playground! I barely made it in time. Yeah, I get it now. It’s not just age. It’s decline. It’s dangerous.”
