Samuel awoke with a start, reaching for his silent alarm clock, and he squinted the red-glowing numbers into focus. Five-forty. He had been restless all night; the last thing he needed was to be late to breakfast with Alice.
How he was going to explain to her that he impregnated his ex-wife, he didn't know. It terrified him. He just hoped she would hear him out.
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