Where did you get that ring

you outside.”

“I need to make a phone call,” I said.

She took one look at my face and pulled out her cellphone.

“Tell me the number.”

Margaret Ellis answered on the third ring.

“Ellis Law.”

“This is Evelyn Whitaker.”

There was a brief silence.

Then Margaret’s voice softened. “Evelyn. I’ve been waiting for your call for seven years.”

Seven years.

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