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“Just because you’re his flesh and blood doesn’t make you him. Remember that.”

I nodded. I knew that. I truly did.

Still, getting into his mind scared me. I didn’t want to get into his mind…and then find I understood him.

Find I was like him.

No. Just no.

My phone buzzed, a welcome respite from this line of thinking. Marjorie.

Chapter Forty-Six

Marjorie

I sat on a park bench next to Colin Morse. Neither of us felt comfortable talking on the phone or inside any building. So the park it was.

“There’s no easy way to say this,” I began. “Bryce and Joe found a cufflink at Tom’s cabin. A gold cufflink, with the initials CM on it.”

Colin lifted his brow.

“We think it’s yours. It has to be.”

“Except I never wore those cufflinks.”

“So you do have gold cufflinks?”

He nodded. “They were a high school graduation gift, but I’ve never worn them. They’re in my top dresser drawer in my parents’ home in Denver.”

“Are you sure? Have you seen them recently?”

“Well…no.”

“Then it could be yours, right?”

“I’d say no, except…”

Silence again. I was getting damned tired of this routine.

Then, “I’m sorry about your mom.”

Had I told him? Maybe. I couldn’t recall. Everything was a jumble in my mind since my mother had disappeared. I couldn’t think too much about her or I’d go crazy. I had to compartmentalize, or I’d give in.

I couldn’t go to the dark place, no matter how enticing it was. I owed my family more than that.

I simply nodded. “Thanks.”

Silence again.

I was done with this. I faced him, grabbing his shoulders and forcing him to meet my gaze. “Describe the cufflinks, Colin.”

“I haven’t looked at them in ages. Small gold ovals. Engraved with my initials in block lettering.”

Sounded like a match, though he’d also just described every other pair of cufflinks I’d ever seen, minus the initials.

“Anything else you want to tell me?” I asked.

He looked down. Classic tell. Yeah, there was more.


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