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experts. Maybe what he needed was dinner.”
Something passed over Caleb’s face then. Shame, perhaps. Or the exhausted recognition that truth sounds the most offensive when it has already been waiting inside you.
Finally he said, “Do you want the job?”
Brooke crossed her arms.
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“How I’m treated in this house.”
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