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Your boyfriend’s name is Cole?” the man from the theater asks. “Cole Lawson?” I turn around to see him slowly walking back toward me. “Yeah,” I say. “You know him?” He hesitates for a moment as if coming to terms with something, and then he holds out his hand, finally introducing himself. “I’m Pike. Pike Lawson.” Lawson? He pauses a moment and then adds, “His father.” My lungs empty. “What?” I breathe out. His father? My mouth falls open, but I clamp it shut again, looking up at this man with new eyes as realization dawns.
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