My parents told everyone I was a waitress, for nin…

a knife hit a cutting board.

Clean, precise, and final. Diane had no answer. She stood in my office, my office, in my building, in my restaurant.

And for the first time in nine years, she had nothing left to say. Gerald spoke next. He stepped into the office for the first time.

Two steps, just enough to be inside. Wanda, I am. He swallowed.

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