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The Saint Tiffany Reisz 16350K 2023-09-03

She lay down to take a nap What if their conversation went late into the night? She needed to be ready for that But as soon as she lay down on her bed, the phone rang

With a curse and a groan, she dragged herself to the phone

"Hello?" she said, trying not to sound 100 percent irritated

"Happy Thanksgiving, baby girl"

"Dad?" Eleanor’s heart dropped

"Of course it’s your dad" He laughed, but Eleanor couldn’t

"Why are you calling hter and miss her? Maybe because I haven’t heard her voice intoday"

"Dad, we’re not allowed to talk to each other"

"Who said?"

"Mom My lawyer My … Everybody" Her father definitely didn’t need to know about Søren

"We’re not breaking any laws A ht to see his own child"

"What do you oing to be sentenced soon," he said, his voice now devoid of all levity "I’d love to see you one o away"

"Where are you?" she asked

"I have a little place in Washington Heights You can be here in, what, an hour and a half? We’ll have dinner and talk a little You’ll be back long before your ood idea," she said, even as her heart broke at the thought of her father going to prison She’d never forgiven hiot arrested But the truth was, she never really expected hiht and save her That wasn’t his style He was still her father, though, and she kne brutal a real prison could be

"Baby, it ht our last chance to see each other for years You know that, right? Years Your mom will never let you coht?"

She did Eleanor was alone And her father was right--her oyer had said her father would probably be imprisoned in another state hours away

"I don’t know…"

"It’s okay I understand" She could tell from his tone how hurt and disappointed he was "But write down e your ured it wouldn’t hurt for her to have it She scribbled the address down on a scrap of paper

"I hope you change yourokay?"