My mother-in-law blocked the entrance to my new apartment and screamed that her son had bought it for her, ordering me to leave.

” I said. “With security. And please save the hallway camera.”

“Already done.”

Before Blake reached the twelfth floor, I put Morgan on speaker. Then I locked the deadbolt, chain, and secondary latch. My suitcases were still near the foyer. The blue folder sat on the entry table. Grandma Ruth’s mug had been washed and placed safely on the top shelf.

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