I Said “Okay” And Packed Before They Knew What I’d Sent

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“I’m eighteen,” I said.

My birthday had been twelve days earlier.

He’d forgotten.

Again.

Mullen’s eyes flicked past my shoulder and took in the room in one sweep. Bowl shards. Speakerphone. Tyler’s truck keys on the island. My suitcase by the wall.

She’d seen versions of this before.

“I’d like to ask you some questions in a place where your documents can continue reading …