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changed tomorrow. I’ll schedule the evaluation. And Denise?”
“Yes?”
He looked toward Robert’s photo and then back at me.
“You are not overreacting.”
“No,” I said. “I’m reacting exactly once.”
After he left, I stood in the quiet and felt something shift inside me. Not relief. Not yet. But direction.
My son and his wife were flying toward Paris believing they continue reading …
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