Chapter Forty-Three
Chapter Forty-Three "Kyle, hi. George Assenby. I know it's been a long time." "Uh, hi, George. How are you?" "Fine, thank you. Fine. And you?" George pulled out the picture he had from the lake, from many years ago, when everyone was young. The simpler days. He scanned the photo until he found the child he was sure was Kyle. Good-looking kid. A runner, I think. "Fine. What can I do for you?" "I had dinner with your mom the other night. She's looking good." "Yeah. She's doing well. Is there something wrong with her?" "Oh my, no. She's fine. But … it's not really my place to say something but … she told me about your daughter. That she's having kidney troubles. I'm not sure why I called, but I just wanted to reach out. Most people don't know this, but my Jean had kidney problems." "O
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