Traffic was light into Brooklyn, and Jared was able to find a spot practically in front of Miranda’s house. He eased the car into the space before putting it in park and turning off the ignition. “We’re here,” he said to Lily, who was strapped into her car seat in the back. “Time to go and see Miranda.” Unbuckling her from the seat, he wondered whether Lily would have any memory of this place; for the first several months of her life, it had been her home. But then he decided babies didn’t remember stuff like that. With a backpack over his shoulders, Lily in one arm, and a bag of her stuff in the other, he practically bounded up the stairs. He’d stay for a little while; he didn’t want to seem rude. But then he’d be free, free as a bird. He was going to leave Lily with Miranda for the weekend, while he headed out to Southampton, to stay at the house of Tripp Parris, an old buddy from his Haverford days. Tripp was going to be away, but he’d been happy to let Jared have the place for the weekend.
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