No conversation. No therapy. Just an envelope delivered to my office with the documents inside and a sticky note on top: “Please don’t make it difficult.”
That was Caleb, always polite when he wanted to be cruel.
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No conversation. No therapy. Just an envelope delivered to my office with the documents inside and a sticky note on top: “Please don’t make it difficult.”
That was Caleb, always polite when he wanted to be cruel.
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