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of me texting him. Copies of checks I’d written with tuition in the note line, recast as proof of control.
I stood there in the hallway with hair clippings drifting out of the salon like strange snowfall, and I felt something inside me go very still.
I called Norah immediately. She picked up on the second ring.
“Court,” she said.
“This is insane,” I said.continue reading …
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