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me. Not for any amount of money.”
That landed like a slap. She deserved it.
“But I will consult,” I continued. “Because that machine deserves to fly right. And because my daughter deserves her college fund.”
I walked past Aurora, back to my mop bucket. It was still sitting by the observation window where I’d left it. The dirty water had grown cold.
I picked continue reading …
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