My Brother Hid a Recording Module Beneath His Daughter’s Dining Chair
“I didn’t look.
I didn’t know how to look.”
“Then I’ll look, and you’ll stay in this room.” He washed his hands at the sink and used the paper towel to turn off the tap.
“Michael.
When I ask her a question, don’t answer for her.
Not even the easy ones.”
“I won’t.”
He looked at the curtain, then at the door.
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