My Sister Smirked Until I Said One Unit Number

of them was the woman who’d looked away from me that first day. Her name was Janice. She wrote that she felt bad for not stopping, then added three paragraphs about hearing Mara brag in the elevator all week that she was “finally moving into the right unit.”

People love a loose mouth until it reaches a court file.

I moved back into 32A in stages.

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