David looked younger in the picture. His hair was darker. His face was thinner. But it was him. The same man who had stood in Liam’s living room less than … Continue reading PART 4 — DAVID’S REAL NAME For several seconds, neither Harper nor I spoke. The photograph remained open on my phone. My mother. Daniel. David. Three people standing outside Mercer Tower more than twenty years ago…………..
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