She looks... thoughtful. Her mind is a million miles away, somewhere other than the post office room they're sitting in. She shakes her head, then looks down at her nails. They're ragged, there's dirt and grime under the cuticles, and one of them has broken at the quick.
"He lives in California," she adds after a moment. "Up north near San Francisco. We talked by phone on Thanksgiving." The next day was Black Friday. And after that-
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She looks... thoughtful. Her mind is a million miles away, somewhere other than the post office room they're sitting in. She shakes her head, then looks down at her nails. They're ragged, there's dirt and grime under the cuticles, and one of them has broken at the quick.
"He lives in California," she adds after a moment. "Up north near San Francisco. We talked by phone on Thanksgiving." The next day was Black Friday. And after that-
"What about your folks?"