Thirty-Nine Million Dollars and a Brown Folder on the Kitchen Table
She set the honey back on the counter.
She twisted the diamond wedding rings on her left hand, adjusting them until they sat perfectly straight.
“I just want you to be safe,” she said.
“I’m perfectly safe.”
“I know you believe that.”
She reached across the counter and covered my hand with hers.
Her skin was warm and soft.
She hadn’t touched me like that in fifteen years.
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