”
The officer asked, “Transfer from where?”
Silence.
Ryan spoke again. “There wasn’t any transfer.”
Chloe whirled on him. “Shut up.”
He didn’t.
That surprised me most.
Ryan had been one of those men who made himself smaller around Chloe, laughing when she cut him off, carrying things, apologizing for existing. I’d written him off as spineless the first Thanksgiving continue reading …
