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it look like?” I asked.
Two Days Before Our Wedding, I Reached Behind My Fiancé’s Childhood Couch—What I Found Instead Made Me Call the Police and Cancel Everything
He turned back to me, defensive.
“You don’t understand her condition.”
“I understand the word ‘no’ when I read it.”
“What does it look like?”
The officer’s radio crackled to life.
“We’ve shared Margaret’s description with all nearby units,” he told us. “They’re checking the route between the bank and her home.”
