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She went back to her study. She opened her laptop. And she deleted her search history.

At exactly two o’clock, the doorbell rang. Searching for- gigolos in-

Her finger hovered over the ‘G’ key. Then she deleted it. She went back to her study

She let him in.

The cursor blinked in the search bar, a tiny, judgmental metronome counting out the seconds of Eleanor’s dwindling courage. Her reading glasses were perched on her nose, and a single lamp illuminated the cluttered desk of her study. Outside, the Connecticut rain washed the last brown leaves from the oaks. Searching for- gigolos in-

Eleanor laughed for the first time in weeks. It was a rusty, startled sound.