Where did you get that ring

seven years ago.

I closed my eyes.

“I found the key,” I whispered.

“Where are you?”

“At the hardware store.”

“Are you safe?”

I looked at Marlene, who stood in the doorway like a guard.

“For the moment.”

“Stay there,” Margaret said. “Do not call your children. Do not sign anything. Do not leave those documents unattended. I’m on my way.”

Margaret arrived twenty-two continue reading …