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past Liam, and I called Jean.
He picked up on the second ring with the sound of an impact wrench in the background.
“How do you, Carol, and Maya feel about a white Christmas?” I asked.
A pause. A chuckle. “Always wanted to have one.”
“Clear your calendar for Christmas week,” I said. “Pack your warmest coats. I’m handling everything else.”
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