ACT I -- SETUP
Doris Kowalski showed up at Gail's trailer at six in the morning on a Saturday, which was the kind of move Gail's mother used to make when she wanted something. Not asking. Just arriving. Gail opened the door in a T-shirt and sweatpants with a coffee stain on the left breast. She was thirty-three, five-foot-seven, and built from twelve years of pulling pallets and supervising forklifts. Her...
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