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“But you did?”

“A little.”

She sighs. “I should have left the other letter.”

“What other letter? The one I had you draft for the client yesterday?”

She laughs through her nose. “No. The one I wrote. To you. The one I didn’t leave you.”

This is the first I’m hearing of a letter. I wouldn’t call what she left me a letter… It was just a note.

“Do you mean five years ago?”

“Mmmhmm. Question… Do you have any sweet potato fries?”

“In my house? No.”

“That’s too bad.”

“Tell me about this letter…Lily?” I say her name one more time before it’s clear to me that she’s asleep.

Yeah. She’ll never stop torturing me.