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my own money and my own love.
The cab driver was still waiting near the curb, scrolling his phone. When he saw me coming back so quickly, he frowned.
“Did you forget something, ma’am?”
I opened the door and got in carefully, because if I moved too fast I thought I might shatter.
“Yes,” I said.
He looked at me in the mirror.
“What was it?”
I stared out the continue reading …
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