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the bookshelves, the framed prints, Walter’s bed in the corner, Savannah’s stolen sweatshirt hanging on the back of a chair because she had already made herself at home.
“You did well,” he said.
I waited for the but.
It did not come.
Dinner was awkward.
Of course it was.
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