The Misdelivered Secret Between Arthur and the Girl Next Door

Some departments can be forced to acknowledge what they already have.”

“Can be?”

“Yes.”

“How?”

“With patience, records, and a willingness to be more boring than the problem.”

She blinked.

Then laughed.

A short, surprised laugh.

I held up a letter.

“Who wrote this response?”

“My dad.”

“Did he keep a copy of what he mailed?”

“Probably. In a shoebox.”

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