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look like a lot of people.”
“No,” I said. “I mean it.”
That made him turn.
The moment he saw my face, the color drained from his.
“What?” I asked.
He set the mug down too quickly. Tea spilled over the rim, splashing onto his hand. He did not react.
“You’re imagining things,” he said. “Don’t start this again.”
I went still. “Again?”
His hands trembled.
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