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immediately. Do not call your husband, and do not call his lawyer. You call nine-one-one.”
I put the box in my purse, the cardboard edges catching on my grandmother’s old leather wallet. “I understand.”
“I hope you do,” he said.
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He stood up, leaving three dollars on the table for his coffee, and walked out into the gray afternoon.
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