I ARRIVED AT MY BEACH HOUSE EXPECTING PEACE-YILUX

rush to fill itself.

“What?” he said, quieter now.

“Your wife,” I continued, “has invited her entire family into my home. And when I arrived, she called me a leech. In front of them. And told me to leave.”

I could hear his breathing change.

Sharp.

Uneven.

“That’s not—” he started.

“Robert,” I said.

Just his name.

Nothing more.

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