Russell called again. He
wanted to know if we had “taken proper care” of Kim. I was tempted to say, “Ah,
we dumped his body down the cliff.” But resisted the urge. He has no right to
ask anything. I answered briefly and hung up again. I will monitor my calls for
a while. I do not want to speak to him. I can feel the sadness Russell caused
his father. Aside from that, an OK day.
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