She Called The Police Over A Uniform—And Regretted It

to mark it somehow.”

I swallowed. “I’m sorry.”

Sophia nodded, then said something that startled me. “I thought coming home would be the hard part.”

“And it isn’t?”

“Coming home is harder,” she said. “Because out there, the enemy is obvious. Here, people pretend harm is harmless until it isn’t.”

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