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PART 3 Mom’s face immediately tightened with confusion. “A stolen piece of jewelry?” Valerie began crying harder. “I tried to warn them,” she said. Mom …

PART 3 Nobody knew my history. Nobody knew I had spent three years trying to make a relationship work. Nobody knew I had apologized for …

PART 3 Mark frowned. “That doesn’t make sense.” “It does when you understand the paperwork.” He removed several documents. “The property at 1847 North Halsted …

PART 3 They had come here because they believed Adrian’s version of it. And Adrian had been lying to all of them. I placed the …

PART 3 Her fiancé gave a short laugh. “Then don’t call it that.” Silence. I closed my eyes. That laugh. I had heard it before. …

PART 3 That answer seemed to bother her more than if I had said yes. Because she was used to me arguing. She was used …

PART 3 Thirty-two years of memories changed hands. Oddly enough, I didn’t cry. The grief had happened months earlier, when I realized my own son …

PART 3 Then she reached into her backpack. “Grandpa…” “What is it?” She pulled out a folded piece of paper. Her fingers were shaking so …

PART 3 I looked through the office window. Outside, people walked along the sidewalk carrying coffee, talking on phones, living ordinary lives. I thought about …

PART 3 My eyes filled with tears. He knew exactly which buttons to push. For years, Derek had acted like he was the adult who …