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glasses again, her hand lingering on the frame.

“I know,” she said quietly. “But my own house is being sold after the divorce is finalized next month, and I worry about both of us being scattered.”

“You are welcome here whenever you need to breathe,” I said.

She looked at me, her expression softening behind her lenses.

“I will drive up continue reading …