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invited.”
“I don’t remember inviting you.”
“You left the light on.”
“That is not an invitation. That is electricity.”
He looked at her.
“Then I’m taking a risk.”
She should have rolled her eyes and gone upstairs.
Instead, she stepped outside and let the door close behind her.
They walked without much purpose, past wet sidewalks and shuttered storefronts, past continue reading …
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