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

” Daniel said, his voice rising in that didactic way he used during company presentations. “Like a lake in the morning. Write it down. Why is your handwriting so small? You need to write with confidence, Toby. Bold strokes.”

Toby pressed the pencil to the paper, his hand stiff. The lead snapped with a tiny, sharp pop.

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