his head.
“I know I made mistakes,” he said. “But we’re still married. Don’t shut me out.”
I called Arthur.
He answered on the second ring.
“He’s here,” I whispered.
“Do not open the door.”
“I wasn’t going to.”
“Good. I’m calling security and then I’m calling his attorney, if he has one.”
“I don’t know if he has one.”
“He will by morning.”
Arthur was wrong.
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