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Simon came out a moment later, carrying the signed folders.
He paused beside me.
For a while, neither of us spoke.
Then he said, “You handled that better than most people would.”
I laughed once, exhausted.
“I’m not sure ‘better’ is the word.”
“It is.”
I looked down at the envelope in my hand.
“They really would have done it.”
The question sounded childish even continue reading …
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