The Users

"What? What are you talking about?" Nora’s chest heaved. She bolted upright from the mattress, her fingers gripping the phone tight enough to turn her knuckles white. The blue folder on the bed felt a million miles away.

"Dad didn’t want to tell you, but I have to," Dane replied. His voice hung heavy over the line, thick with an exhaustion she rarely heard from him. "Nor Nor, you can’t deal with