Why? Why not just let them know?
really not legally allowed to tell you as much as I have.
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hip. They’d washed him, folded him up, and covered him in sheets
like a freshly made bed. I hadn’t moved from my chair. He looked
peaceful. “I just need to ask you a few questions. Are you next of
kin?”
“No.” I stood. “I need to make some phone calls, but I
don’t want to leave him alone. Will you stay for a few minutes?”
“Aww, sure, hon. I’ll wait right here,” she answered. “It’s
My legs quivered, and I couldn’t hold steady. I sat back
down, staring blankly, clenching the chair’s rail like the manrope
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