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were wet footprints leading from my kitchen door to the pool.
Not from the side gate.
Not from the patio path.
From my kitchen.
The grocery bag sagged in my hand.
One avocado slipped out and rolled across the outdoor counter when I set the bag down.
It tapped against the stainless-steel sink.
A tiny sound.
A final sound.
Caleb cleared his throat.
“Don’t make continue reading …