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”
“In person,” I said.
“In person. You still intend to reveal yourself?”
I looked at my reflection in the window—calm, still, a faint smile at the corner of my mouth.
“Yes,” I said. “They deserve to know who they’ve been talking about.”
“And you?” he asked. “What do you deserve?”
For most of my life, I wouldn’t have known how to answer. Now I did.
“I deserve continue reading …
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