I ARRIVED AT MY BEACH HOUSE EXPECTING PEACE-YILUX

either cross… or you don’t.

I scrolled through my contacts until I found the number I hadn’t used in years.

“Mr. Halpern.”

My lawyer.

My husband’s friend.

The one man who had looked me in the eye after the funeral and said, “You will need to be stronger than they expect.”

My finger hovered over the call button.

Because this wasn’t just about a house.

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