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Lisa
54 days since leaving Grace
A week after the cult specialist who’d so enjoyed Mother, Lisa woke up to a weird text message from Singer.
Did you order a door lock, installation included?
She almost texted back a question mark, but Mother had driven somewhere earlier and hadn’t come home yet, so she risked going out into the house instead.
The living room was scattered with toys at varied intervals while they tried to train Miles into inching along the floor when what he obviously wanted was to half walk, half lean on the sofas. Jake was doing most of the training, it looked like. Singer might have been smirking when he gestured to her guest.
Emery was there. With a Home Depot bag and a toolbox.
“Hey. Figured you might want a hand with this. Hope that wasn’t presumptuous.”
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