HE GAVE MY PLACE TO HIS MISTRESS. OUR SON GAVE ME THE COMPANY

said.

“Email it to the address I’m sending you.”

“What happens to me?”

“That depends on whether you are still lying.”

“You lied in Washington.”

“I thought—”

“No. You performed a lie in front of my child. Do not reduce that to a misunderstanding.”

She began to cry.

I felt no satisfaction.

Tears were not proof of innocence. They were proof of pressure.

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