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voice coming out of a little box. “So this is what we are now? I have to buzz in like a delivery driver?”
“Yes,” I said.
She glanced off toward the trees and then back at the camera. “I am your mother.”
“I know you are.”
“You are taking this too far, Mara.”
“No,” I said. “I’m taking it exactly far enough.”
Her eyes flashed. “I came all this way to talk.”
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