The line went quiet for a second, the distant hum of traffic on Elm Street filling the gap between us.
“I am perfectly capable of looking after myself,” I said.
“I’m coming down to Oakhaven next Sunday to have lunch with you,” Rachel said, her tone softening slightly but still carrying that rapid-fire edge. “We need to have a real talk.”
“That would continue reading …
be nice,” I said.
“Don’t invite Michael,” she said, and then she hung up before I could promise anything.
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I stood by the window for a long time after the call ended, watching the porch light attract a cloud of tiny, frantic moths.
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