After My Father’s

the lock.

Harold spat into the flower bed. “Well, that answers that.”

“He changed the locks.”

“Sure did.”

I rang the bell.

Miles opened the door wearing jeans, a cashmere sweater, and the expression of a man who had rehearsed concern in a mirror.

Behind him stood his sister, Vanessa.

Of course.

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