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know yet.”
It felt strange how powerful those words were.
I don’t know yet.
In my father’s company, uncertainty had been treated as weakness, so people lied.
In mine, uncertainty would be a starting point.
Around five, Elena found me in the old dispatch office.
“You did good,” she said.
Coming from Elena, that was a parade.
“Thank you.”
“People are still nervous.continue reading …
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