My Brother Hid a Recording Module Beneath His Daughter’s Dining Chair
“You came,” he said.
“I came to say I handled it wrong.” I kept my hands in my pockets.
“At the hospital.
Taking Sophia out like that.”
Marcus let the coat drop onto a chair and smoothed the crease in his sleeve.
“Apology accepted.
The injunction stands.
I have a hearing at one.” He said it to the clerk behind the glass as much as to me.
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