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my funeral while I’m sitting in front of you.”
Adrien rolled his eyes. “Don’t get sensitive, Eleanor. We’re all going to die. It’s common sense to plan ahead. You’re seventy. It’s not like you have that much time left.”
They left shortly after that, slamming the door behind them in a way that shook the walls. I stood at the window and watched them climb continue reading …
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