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at my apartment. No decisions made by Richard Hartwell.

Adrian wrote everything down himself.

That surprised me too.

The man who once delegated even birthday flowers now sat with his sleeves rolled up, writing Rose’s pediatrician’s name in careful letters.

At one point, he asked, “Does she have a favorite song?”

I looked at him.

He seemed embarrassed by continue reading …