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More than once, my fingers had hovered over the contact information that had sat unused on my phone since I’d left home at eighteen. I stared down at the number, as close as I’d ever been to hitting “call.” I never would have considered calling my parents before, and I hated that I was now. But I would do anything for my daughter, even sacrifice parts of myself to give her a good life.

We weren’t there yet, though. I exited my contacts and exhaled heavily.

I was staying afloat.

I just had to find a way to get rid of this house and plot out my next move.

Just. Ha.

As if it were as simple as that. I barely had the bandwidth to shower daily. Figuring out how to sell this house and not come out worse for wear was so daunting I hadn’t even tried.

My phone vibrated with a notification, and I frowned at Elliot Levy’s name. I’d heard more from him while on maternity leave than when I’d been in the office every day.

To:[email protected]

From:[email protected]

Catherine,

Daniel cannot find the contact information for David Sinclair. He claims he’s looked high and low, and now he’s given up.

Did you properly file that information? Or is the glorified intern you chose just grossly incompetent?

Please reply as soon as you get this.

Yours,

Elliot

No hi? How are you? How’s your day going?

Classic Elliot.

I wasn’t supposed to be working, and I certainly didn’t have to check my email at all hours. But something in me was compelled to reply when Elliot reached out.

Which was often.

He was crankier than usual, and I felt awful for Daniel, my temporary replacement. I pictured him marking off the days he had left on his sentence with a sharpened shiv on the underside of his desk like a prisoner.

Since Joey was happily occupied with the light-up play mat Davida had gifted her, I replied to Elliot’s email. Hopefully once he had his answer, he’d leave poor Daniel alone.

To:[email protected]

From:[email protected]

Elliot,

Hi, how are you?

If you mean Sinclair Davis, please let Daniel know he can find Sinclair’s contact information in the Davis subfolder within the surveyor folder. It’s also in your contact folder under Sinclair Davis. Check the Ds.

I hope my reply was soon enough for your liking.

Sincerely,

Catherine

P.S. You are the human equivalent of spilling a bag of freshly pumped milk.

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