Lily is sitting on the leather chair in the family room when I come in. Her back is to me. I see her from behind, just her long brown hair spilling down the back of the chair. She stares toward the TV on the opposite wall, but the TV is off. It’s just a black box, and in...
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“Okay okay” she grimaced. “How about I give it to you for $160 and you don’t tell anyone?” I looked at her. She looked at me. I thought about her whole spiel, and the time we’d spent together. I knew she was desperate for this sale. I also knew I didn’t need any ...