The Four Boys at the Restaurant Sink
“Why?”
“Because I have never sent a photograph of my sons to anyone connected to your family.”
Daniel stared at her.
“You’re certain?”
“Completely.”
He turned and opened a drawer.
Then another.
Then a third, his brow deepening with each one.
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