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Patrice. I won’t let him use Laura.”
Nora exhaled quietly.
I nodded because I did not trust my voice.
Samuel stood.
At the end of the table, he paused.
“Did your father suffer?”
The question surprised me.
I answered honestly.
“Yes.”
Samuel looked down.
“Good,” he said.
Then, after a second, softer:
“And I’m sorry.”
He left without another word.
In the car afterward,continue reading …
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