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reaching toward my arm.

I stepped back before he touched me.

“No. You need something. That is different.”

His mouth tightened.

“Open the door.”

“You are not coming into my building.”

“I live here.”

“You have been living in my apartment. There is a difference.”

Susan’s voice came then, trembling with carefully arranged softness.

“Mrs. Denise, please. We were continue reading …