Chapter 20: Lilian

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Methamphetamine.
My boyfriend is a meth dealer. My head was spinning.
I lay my head in my hands, exhausted.
I turned back to the draw, picking up the folders.
I need to know why. Why does he need to do this?
I kept reading opening each years files going back to before we graduated. Un welcome tears poured down my face.
There was one more folder in the bottom of the draw. I picked it up and glanced at the tab in the side on which was my name. Lilian Archer.
What the fuck.
Opening the purple file there was everything to know about me, copies of my birth certificate photos from every year of my life, photos from yesterday and the day before taken while I was shopping.
In the file was a letter. From Myra Gordon.
Hello Aaron,
I assume your father has told you of me.
Your father mentioned that you were keen to help.
Well I've found a job for you, in this envelope is all the details you need for your task.
We will transfer you to her local high school. And take care of your records.
Get close to her, we need her. Do not mess this up for me.
By the way you father sends his condolences.
Signed:
Myra J Gordan & Peter D Murphy
Oh my god. My heart broke.
I could feel it, it shattered into a million pieces like a wine glass dropped on tiles.

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