Chapter 7
The next morning, I found a bag of groceries outside my door.
No note. No name. But I knew.
I left it there and went to work.
When I came home that evening, the bag was gone. In its place was a thermos of soup, still warm.
I poured it down the sink.
The morning after that, he was bolder. I open...
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2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
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