I Let My Sister Talk Herself Into the Fire

he states on the floor.”

Roger nodded. “Confirmed.”

Rebecca blinked.

Once.

Then again, harder, like the room had gone out of focus.

“That’s absurd,” she said. “Since when?”

Frank answered through the monitor. “Since you never read your packets, Becky.”

Nobody even pretended not to hear that.

Color climbed up her neck.

She turned to Marjorie. “You gave your continue reading …