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“It’s just so hard to keep this under wraps,” he continued. “I don’t want Marla to find out… not yet.”
Moments later, he walked into the kitchen, smiling easily. “Smells great in here.”
I forced a smile, but my mind was spinning.
That night, I couldn’t hold it in.
“Richard,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt, “I overheard you on the phone. You said Jennifer might tell me something. What are you hiding?”
He blinked, then rubbed his face with a sigh.

“Marla… I was hoping to keep it a surprise a little longer.”
“A surprise?” My stomach twisted.
“For Jennifer’s birthday. I’ve been planning something with my brother. I wanted it to be special for her.”
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