Suspicious Minds

Pen, in the locked bathroom, Elvis on the little waterproof radio playing — he gets the radio on and keeps it on, now, whenever he’s alone–pulls the folded sheet of paper out of his wallet.

This one came in a Christmas card from his friends Angela and Meirin, friends of Tree really.

I assume you want me to leave Estelle Desjeans alone, it says.
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