eye a cookie jar shaped like a cow. One of its ears had been broken off. Now, Ray had a twelve-year-old son. Things were bound to break at some point. But a twinge of intuition told me that cow had been broken in a way Noah had nothing to do with. So, I turned from the cow to level Ray with a serious expression and said, “Speaking of remarkable men, why don’t you tell me more about Noah’s father?” She swallowed and sat up a little straighter in her chair to favor the wrist no longer wearing a brace. It was a small tell but like I had already told her once before, if she wanted me to believe
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