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Nicholas Boothman
“And then?”
“Then we’ll see who you are when the truth costs you something.”
Henry looked at his sister.
For fifteen years, he had built walls out of words.
Now she was asking him to take one down with his own hands.
“Okay,” he said.
“No. Say it properly.”
He swallowed.
“I’ll write the confession.”
“Tonight.”
“Tonight.”
“And you won’t build anything until you’ve done that.” “I won’t.”
Claire studied him for a long moment.
Then she nodded.
“Good.”
They sat in silence.
Outside, the city kept moving.
After a while, Claire got up and made coffee. Not because the conversation was over, but because neither of them knew what else to do with their hands.
When she came back, Henry said, “There are people I’d need to talk to.”
“For what?”
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