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

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I did not answer him. I looked at the gray carpet, watching a small piece of blue lint roll across the floor in the draft from the heating vent.

Margaret stepped out of the courtroom, her leather heels making a soft, rhythmic patter on the carpet. She carried her reading glasses in one hand and a silk polishing cloth in the other, her eyes tracking continue reading …