At Sunday Brunch, My Family Celebrated “High Society.” Three Weeks Later, They Learned the Truth

” I repeated, momentarily thrown.

“Don’t sound so surprised. I do occasionally leave Riverside.”

She arrived fifteen minutes early in a navy sheath dress, carrying a structured leather bag that probably cost more than my first car. She looked around the lobby with an expression I couldn’t quite read.

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