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mind. Every time my phone buzzed, my heart jumped, but it was never Mr. Patel. Just robocalls and one brief text from Eddie: “Hope you’re doing okay. We’ll try to visit soon.”
We’ll try. Not “we want to” or “we miss you.” Just “we’ll try.”
On the fourteenth day, Mr. Patel called. “Mrs. Dawson, I have what you asked for. You should come by.”
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