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Chapter 40-London Painting

The next few hours would either pass as a blip during her grief, or they would be the final trauma that broke Catherine. Sean held her hands while he was retailing everything to Nathan.

“What? Dave was dead?” Nathan shouted. 
“Yes,” Sean answered.
“I'm sorry, Catherine,” Nathan replied. The heaviness was in his limbs as much as his mind. Things he used to find funny now only caused a deepening of the pain. Nathan

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