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sat in the first row.
Patricia sat beside her, holding the sunflowers like a victory flag.
Damian and Beatrice moved to the side section, three rows back. Not the back wall. That would have been too poetic. But far enough that everyone understood the map had changed.
Miguel returned to the podium.
He looked calmer now.
“Thank you,” he said.
The room laughed continue reading …
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