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Nobody moves toward me.

Nobody tells me not to cry.

I'm beginning to understand why Sean trusts these men.

I take a breath.

“She didn't know she'd have a heart attack.”

“No,” Taylor says quietly.

“She was only fifty-eight.”

“That's young.”

“I came home from school and found her.”

Silence.

I haven't told Sean that part.

I don't know if I ever want to.

“She was in the kitchen.”

My voice shakes.

“I thought she dropped something because groceries were all over the floor.”

Arthur closes his eyes.

“I called 911.”

I grip the counter.

“They tried.”

That's all I can say.

Will nods.

Enough.

He understands.

I breathe until I can continue.

“After the funeral, I found Addy's letters.”

“All of them?” Taylor asks.

“Boxes.”

“Hundreds?”

“Three hundred and twelve.”

Arthur whistles softly.