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And at the end of it? Kent looks at me with clear eyes. “Are you sure?” he asks, just once. “I’m sure,” I say, my voice quiet, giving a single nod. “All right,” he says, his eyebrows going up. “We have a short timeline for this, Fay. We’ll have to stay up all night.” “I’m…

â??Fay,â? Kent growls, taking a step towards me, â??you are days from having a child, we are not raising a puppy and a newborn at the same time â??â?? â??We damn well are,â? I say, lifting my chin and staring up at him. â??I am not sending Lil Kent back to the farm â??â?? Behind…

I look up at him and he runs his knuckles down the length of my cheek. â??Come on,â? he whispers, nodding his head a little to our bedroom. â??Letâ??s take a minute, Fay. You need it.â? â??Okay,â? I say, giving a shaky nod. But before we can take a step I whip my attention to…

Dad leads me immediately to the couch while Jerome moves to the coffee maker, making me something warm to drink. Daniel grabs a blanket and wraps it around my shoulders as I sit down. â??Seriously, guys,â? I say, smiling around, â??Iâ??m not even cold â??â?? â??Let us do something, Fay,â? Daniel sighs, shaking his head…

â??Youâ??re welcome,â? Ivan replies, his voice gentle. We continue like this for a minute or two, me giving the puppy a snack, Ivan lightly stroking his head. And as we do, my mind turns back to my mother, and the strange events of today. â??Ivan,â? I say, my voice quiet. I donâ??t look up at…

â??Yeah,â? I say, nodding and holding the puppy tight. â??Good,â? he says. And then with a sigh he reaches into his back pocket and produces, of all things, my phone. â??You still have this?â? I gasp, grabbing it out of his hand. I quickly press the buttons to turn it on. â??I was going to…

Her scent – after all these years, god…I remember what she smells like. Tears fill my eyes again, and my stomach aches, and I am just…completely overwhelmed. “Here,” she says, pulling a little folded piece of paper from her skirt pocket and holding it out to me. When I don’t move she leans forward and…

“Good girl,” she says with a little laugh, taking another drag on her cigarette. “My, but they have trained you well.” I narrow my eyes at her, done with these games. “What’s your deal, mom,” I say quietly, nodding towards Ivan. “He told me you have something to put on the table. So, let’s get…

My mother is dead… I blink at her, completely confused, tears filling my eyes in response to the insane rush of emotions that fill me – fear, and…is it happiness? And an unbalanced sort of hysterical humor, at the ridiculousness of the situation? And betrayal – that I know is there – because where the…

“Yeah,” he says, leaning forward again to glare at me. “Someone got me put on leave from the NYPD because I botched the Lippert escape so badly. I was very much under suspicion for why I asked half the police force to meet me across the state.” I can’t help it. I burst into a…