I Was Uninvited From Christmas by the Man Living in My House

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For one stupid second I admired the honesty of it.

Then I reached into my coat pocket, pulled out the folded compliance summary Jennifer had given me, and handed it over.

He looked at it but didn’t take it.

“What’s this.”

“Take it.”

He did.

The paper crackled in his fingers. His eyes moved once, then again, slower.

I watched the blood leave his face.

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