The Person Who Walked Into That Diner Knew My Husband’s Secret

known about her for six years. Somebody is going to talk.”

The waitress came over right then, of course.

Timing like a curse.

She was maybe nineteen, tired eyes, blue apron, nametag that said KIM. “You ladies need a minute?”

Nobody answered.

Kim looked at our faces, looked at the untouched coffee, then at Claire.

“Yeah,” she said. “Okay. I’ll come back.”

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