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said. “He’d have waited longer than I did, but he’d have done it.”

I picked up my tea.

“Gerald was a patient man, but he was clear about what was his.”

My son nodded slowly.

Something shifted in his face that I couldn’t fully read.

Not apology, not quite.

Something between remorse and recognition.

Sophie came by that Saturday.

She didn’t knock.

She never did.continue reading …