After My Father’s

the day for hostility.”

Harold leaned beside me. “Maybe today isn’t the day for trespassing on common sense, but here we are.”

Vanessa’s eyes widened. “Who is this man?”

“Someone too old to be impressed by your phone,” Harold said.

Miles blocked the doorway. “I’m happy to arrange a time for you to collect appropriate belongings.”

I almost smiled.

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