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I could tell she was watching him carefully.
Kyle sat, glass in hand, and exhaled.
“All this time,” he said, “I thought…”
I waited.
He swallowed. “I don’t even know. I thought you were still in that apartment. I thought the business was small. Dad always called it your little construction thing.”
There it was.
My little construction thing.
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