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he owned.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “Have we met?”
Something moved briefly in her expression.
“You let me into your house last night,” she said. “I’m a little hurt you’ve forgotten already.”
Caleb looked at the convoy. Looked back at her. Eli tugged his father’s shirt. “Dad, who is she?”
Caleb shook his head slowly. “I genuinely have no idea, buddy.”
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