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I looked at him and thought of the notebook in my drawer, pages full.
“This is not one mistake,” I said. “This is the first time I stopped arguing with the pattern.”
He said nothing for a long time.
Then, in a quieter voice, one that might once have moved me, he said, “So what happens now?”
I had rehearsed that answer.
“For now, we keep things stable for continue reading …
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