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fell. Thomas told her gently to stop apologizing. Oliver and Lily sat at a small table, crumbs on their fingers, talking in the easy way children did once the air wasn’t heavy with fear.
Thomas insisted on paying full price. He also left a tip big enough that Rachel’s hands froze when she saw it.
“No,” she whispered. “I can’t—”
“You can,” Thomas said continue reading …
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