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Chapter Thirty-Nine

Juliet

Pip didn’t see ithout Roman

Every day he said less and less Roman said he could be talkative, but I never saw that side of him

“Is everything okay at the home?” I asked

He shrugged

“Can I see your notebook?”

In one of Roman’s letters, he’d asked me to make sure Pip had a plain notebook to draw in every day

He passed over the notebook in silence

I flipped through pages of pretty scenes Girls with big, expressive eyes and little clothing The i They went fros of zombies and corpses

“You should talk to Mr Brooet into his advanced art class These are really good”

He shrugged “Next semester Maybe”

My phone rang Praying it was Roht away

“Juliet Hayworth?”

“Yes?”

“Hayden Porter, attorney for Mrs Shields”

“Oh! Hi!” I alood news about Roman

“I’m so sorry to tell you this over the phone, but Mrs Shields passed away this ”

My stomach slid to my toes “What? No That can’t be” This had to be a ht”

“You did?” His suspicious tone penetratedof disbelief

“Yes” Tears burned my eyes, but I kept ht to help her water the plants and take care of things around the house”

“I see,” he said slowly In the background, it sounded as if he were taking notes “That’s good to hear, Miss Hayworth She was very fond of you”

I sed hard but couldn’t force out a single word

“Juliet? Are you still there?”

“I’m here,” I whispered

“I understand this is a shock and a difficult time, but I’ll need you to coements after Raymond died, but you still need to—”

“Wait, what? Why do you need me?”

“It will be easier to explain in person I can come to you, if that’s easier”