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who never deserved it.

On the Saturday before Richard and Susan were due home, I drove to the beach house.

I had not driven myself there in years. At first the steering wheel felt unfamiliar beneath my palms, but by the time I reached the coastal road, muscle memory returned. The ocean came into view in long blue flashes between dunes and pale houses.continue reading …