At Dominic Hawthorne’s crowded memorial charity concert, housemaid Cora approached the head table carrying water but stopped when she reached him.
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Chapter 12
Camille asked to see Lily after six months.
I asked Lily.
“No.”
Simple.
A year later, Camille wrote.
I read the letter first.
No excuses.
She apologized for lying.
For using Lily’s confusion.
For making her believe I had stopped searching.
For letting grief around her become useful.
Good.
I asked Lily whether she wanted it.
She said:
“Later.”
We put it away.
Three months later, she asked.
Read it.
Cried.
Then folded it.
“Do I have to answer?”
“No.”
May you like
“Good.”
That was all.
