Emma Signed Over Her Kitchen Island to Keep Toby Safe in Massachusetts

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The paper statement slipped from my hand onto the floor mat of my car.

By seven o’clock that evening, Daniel had his silver suitcase laid open across the grey quartz of the kitchen island. He smoothed a folded white dress shirt, his gold signet ring clicking against the metal zipper of his travel bag.

I stood near the refrigerator, my hand resting continue reading …