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myself. I wanted to. I wanted to hear your voice and make sure you were okay.”
“You don’t owe me phone calls.”
“I know. But I wanted to.”
I looked at him then.
Really looked.
He seemed tired. Older. As if the weight he carried had gotten heavier.
“Are you okay?”
“Now I am.”
His smile was small and real.
“My question for today. Will you come somewhere with me continue reading …
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