Paige Cooper — The Secret Behind Table Four
She looked exhausted.
“He wasn’t always like this,” she said.
“When we were kids, he carried me home when I broke my ankle.”
I didn’t know what to do with the information.
“I’m sorry this is painful for your family,” I told her.
“I can only speak about what he did to me.”
She nodded, eyes damp, and let me go.
On the bus home, I kept thinking about the smallness of that encounter.
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