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and avoided looking at Laurel’s photographs on the refrigerator.

I finally invited him to meet her.

“No.”

“She asked about you.”

“She knows my number.”

“She’s afraid you’ll reject her.”

“She rejected all of us first.”

“She wrote nine letters.”

“To you.”

“You lost a sister too.”

Calder looked toward the new railing he had installed.

“I lost my father,” he said.continue reading …