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“Of course you do. Every coward keeps records so he can pretend silence isn’t participation.”
He flinched.
“Delphine—”
“Did you help them?”
His mouth opened. Closed.
That was answer enough.
Quincy whispered, “Grandpa?”
Vernon’s eyes filled. “I never touched the babies.”
“But you knew,” I said.
“Yes.”
“And Claire?”
He looked at her grave.
“I heard the argument.continue reading …
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