“Good.”
“Go talk to her.”
He started toward the stairs, then stopped.
“And before you decide I’m some monster, remember something. Helena asked me for help more than once.”
I turned.
“She kept coming back to you?”
“Yes.”
“For money?”
“She kept coming back to you?”
“Yes.”
That changed the shape of the story.
It wasn’t enough to clear him.
But it was enough to make me stop pretending Helena had no part in it.
***
The next morning, I drove to her house.
Helena opened the door before I knocked twice.
It wasn’t enough to clear him.
“How many times did you ask Mark for money?”
Her face changed.
“Four.”
Inside, she admitted it covered her deposit, her car, one utility bill, and Sophie’s summer program.
“You asked every time?”
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