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at him. “He could have said it.”
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at him. “He could have said it.”
Adele nodded. “And sorry doesn’t need a hiding place.”
“No,” I said. “But guilt usually does.”
Then Jeremiah picked up his phone.
“Checking the senior golf club.”
He turned the screen toward us. “Friday night. Dad’s award dinner.”
Adele tapped Walter’s letter. “He doesn’t get to stand there and make himself the hero.”
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