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There were lines under my eyes now that looked permanent, as though exhaustion had become the default setting of my face.
“That’s a no, then,” Brenda said, accepting the cup I handed her.
I smiled into my own tea. There wasn’t much point in pretending anymore.
“How was she last night?” I asked.
“Peaceful. Ate half her toast at dinner. Asked me to leave continue reading …
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