The General Didn’t Look At My Sister

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“Three years in this post. Twelve with the Department before that.”

“And we didn’t know?”

I met his eyes. “You never asked.”

He took that like a slap.

Good.

Outside The Door

We could hear the orchestra restart in the ballroom.

Strings first. Then piano.

Somebody had decided the evening should keep moving. That’s how these things go. There’s always salmon continue reading …