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Ryan walked inside.
At least, I thought it was Ryan.
He had told me that morning he would be across Phoenix until five, trapped in meetings with contractors and attorneys.
Yet there he was at 12:43 p.m., walking through our living room in a charcoal-gray shirt I recognized, his sleeves rolled to his elbows.
Margaret was sitting on the sofa with Sophie in her arms.
The moment she saw him, every muscle in Margaret’s body went rigid.
Ryan smiled.
Margaret did not.
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