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me.

For a second, he looked like he might say something fatherly and terrible, like, “Why didn’t you tell us?”

Instead he poured coffee into a mug and slid it toward me.

Black.

Wrong. I take cream.

But I drank it anyway.

“Your mother told me what Veronica said,” he said.

I nodded.

“I believed her because it was easier than believing I didn’t understand my continue reading …